The worst part wasn't what might happen with Master. It was Martial Uncle Ji.
At worst, Master would give me a beating.
But Martial Uncle Ji... If she found out about this, what would she think of me from now on?
"Let's call this even. I won't tell Senior Martial Uncle, and you're not allowed to tell anyone, either."
"Of course not!" Chi Jiuyu stood up. "If you'd kept quiet, I might've agreed. But now that you've brought it up, I've realized your situation is much worse than mine."
After years of repeatedly provoking Master, I'd raised the threshold for making her angry.
The worst I'd get was a beating.
But Senior Brother was different.
He was loaded. If I didn't take this chance to squeeze him for money, I'd be doing myself a disservice.
"What else do you want?" The young man in sunglasses gave her a cold look.
This girl was pushing her luck!
That damned Li Ke was to blame!
"You still have to give me one hundred and fifty—no! I want three hundred thousand contribution points!"
"Fine!" The young man in sunglasses agreed without hesitation. He picked up the sunglasses from the table, put them on, and leaned back again. "I'll transfer the three hundred thousand contribution points in a few minutes."
Seeing how readily he agreed, Chi Jiuyu couldn't help staring at him, suddenly overcome with regret.
She felt like she'd just missed a chance to make a fortune.
Had she asked for too little?
"What's wrong? I agreed to your demand. Don't tell me you're having second thoughts?"
He'd just thought she had a better sense of how much she could get.
"Of course not!" Chi Jiuyu blurted out.
As a woman of her word, I'd never raise the price after the fact... She