She shook her head, her tone still mild, but her words were sharp: "Since he promised you, why are you calling me Miss, do you need money for an abortion or contraception Two hundred dollars is enough I can pretend to be a charity giver. If it's not enough... I'll have to settle accounts with you.",Helping the person onto the bed: "How did you drink so much again",Wen Zhixia's reproachful words came to a halt the moment she saw the scarlet lipstick mark on his white shirt.。