He stared at the message, stunned. 'Canceled?'
[Liu Shasha: It's fine. I gave the woman 2,000 yuan as compensation and got the contract back!]
Just then, Wenren Du'Er happened to open the door, sparing him the awkwardness of staring blankly at Wenren Meng.
He transferred 2,000 yuan to Liu Shasha on WeChat. 'I can't let her cover the cost!'
[Liu Shasha: I'm not taking it. Keep it for a hotel room. *suggestive emoji*]
'She's really gotten a taste for it, always thinking about getting a room!'
[Yang Hui: Just take it. Buy a few more costumes!]
[Liu Shasha: What kind of costumes do you like? Flight attendant? OL? Teacher? Nanny?]
Wenren Du'Er put her things down and called out, "Dad, Little Aunt!"
This was the first time Wenren Meng had heard her call him "Dad." Although during their phone calls over the past few days Wenren Du'Er had mentioned the Mr. Yang who adopted her, and she knew Du'Er called him Dad.
Hearing it now, however, still felt a little strange.
