Zhu Moli was walking ahead with her head down; she had to hurry to the hotel for work. She had overslept today and didn't know how the supervisor would scold her again.
Thinking about the supervisor's arrogant attitude, she felt very irritated, but there was no choice. One had to bow their head when under someone's roof.
Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder, startling Zhu Moli so much she screamed instinctively, "Ah!..."
Zhu Chenghui quickly said, "Moli, don't scream, it's me!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhu Moli's heart, which was pounding from fear, slowly calmed down. She turned to look at the somewhat shabby man before her, her face full of anger, "What do you want with me? Do you know that startling someone could scare them to death!"
"Moli, do you have any money on you? Give me some, I'm starving, I want to eat a meal!"
Zhu Chenghui was almost choking on steamed buns these days; he just wanted to have a meal with rice now.
