Bo Siyu gave Shen Qingyao a light nudge and said, "Why are you getting so shy? What is there to fear? They say a woman chasing a man is like a layer of gauze; just give it to him yourself."
Shen Qingyao bit her lower lip, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement. "All right then."
Without a moment’s hesitation, Shen Qingyao swiped her card. The fifty-thousand-yuan watch seemed like a trivial expense in her eyes.
Chapter 37