"Who told you I'm very poor?" Jin Yu raised an eyebrow and looked at Xu Niannian.
Upon hearing his words, she immediately gaped like a groundhog once again.
"You you you…"
"Hmm?"
"Are you a demon?" Xu Niannian was horrified, "I was just thinking about it in my head, how did you know?"
Jin Yu tugged at his lips; it seemed she had inadvertently spoken aloud.
Since that was the case…
Jin Yu put on a mysterious expression and his deep eyes stared at her. In a cold voice, he said, "So you better not concoct stories about me in your head."
Xu Niannian bit her lower lip, her eyes brimming with tears, as she looked at Jin Yu with a face that seemed on the verge of crying but not quite there.
Alright, this man was too sharp; he could even guess what she was thinking.
Of course, Xu Niannian was just tangled in annoyance and wasn't actually about to cry, but with a slight frown, the watery gleam in her big watery eyes appeared as if it might fall at any moment.