Chen Mo held out the money, but the woman only cried and refused to take it, turning her head away.
She just kept crying, whimpering. Not too loudly, since Chen Mo had just scolded her.
"Not this, not that—what the hell do you want before you'll get off the car?" Chen Mo asked sternly.
He withdrew his hand, irritation rising in his heart.
"Since you're unwilling to accept any of my arrangements, then tell me, what exactly should we do? You aren't planning to sit in this car and cry forever, are you? If that's really what you want, that's fine too. I'll drive the car somewhere secluded later, then you can cry your heart out while I leave. What do you think?" His words were somewhat teasing, but they were also what Chen Mo truly thought.
After all, the car he was driving was neither here nor there to him. He had driven it out of the estate in the first place; it was already ownerless. Leaving it in some remote corner instead of putting it into his Universe Bag and taking it back did not matter.
There were several more cars in his Universe Bag, and plenty of vehicles inside the Universe Bead as well.
So he did not lack cars or other means of transportation. Besides, what could money not buy? He only wanted something he could use whenever he needed it and leave behind whenever he wished.
When the woman heard Chen Mo say that, she cried even harder.
Damn it!
This was all his own fault. He should have known better than to stir up trouble, should have known better than to stir up trouble—yet trouble kept coming anyway. Now this woman had latched onto him.
Just as Chen Mo was losing patience and was