Su Yuhan's expression was a complicated mess as she stared at the utterly unpredictable Madam Feng.
After hesitating for a moment, Su Yuhan asked tentatively, "Auntie, can we make a deal? How about you give me back that first check? I liked that one much more than this."
Madam Feng's hand paused. The look she gave Su Yuhan was full of reproach, as if to say, 'Child, I've already laid the steps out for you so perfectly. Why don't you know enough to just walk down them?'
"AHEM. That offer has expired. Since you didn't get that first check, it just means you weren't fated to have it. Accepting this one is just the same."
'...' 'How is this the same? It's a world of difference, okay?'
Su Yuhan gave the check one last, reluctant glance, then forcibly tore her gaze away. "Then I'm sorry," she said, her voice tinged with pain, "but I must refuse."
"Why?" Madam Feng nearly lost her composure and cried out. "Don't you like money?"
