C1282 Young Master Ye's Maid 1204

There was no response from the other side of the phone. "Beep. Beep." The sound of a text message rang. Aoxue realized that her account number had increased by ten thousand.

"What do you mean, Yan Mingyao?" Aoxue's voice turned cold. She did not need charity.

"If you want to return it, I will lend it to you first." Yan Mingyao could tell what she was thinking from her tone. After a long time