C2689 I Cook Myself?

"There's no need for so much …" Song Yu subconsciously explained.

She just needed some money to take a taxi, and a little more was fine. Her salary wouldn't be paid until next month, but she didn't need to take a card.

"Come here." Fu Simu interrupted her and ordered her in an irrefutable tone.

Song Yu could only walk back and see that it was a black card on the table