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Ye Xiu handed back the money and ID card, but Zhou Jialan didn't catch it. The ID card fell to the ground, and a few coins rolled everywhere.

The proprietress quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, little sister," and knelt down to help pick it up.

Zhou Jialan also squatted down and picked up the coins first.

Her salary hasn't been paid yet, and she doesn't even have enough money to collect 100 yuan, and she doesn't even know how to buy a plane ticket back.

Maybe I'll come back later, turn on a machine, and then find a way to ask Zhang Jiale for a red envelope.Zhou Jialan thought cautiously.

She has no psychological burden for doing this kind of thing. Zhang Jiale is a great player among professional players. He has money and is willing to spend it. It is normal and there is nothing wrong with it.

The cool touch of the coin rolled over my fingertips.

The landlady handed her her ID card and suddenly noticed something. Her eyes widened and she said, "Zhou..."

The network administrator Ye Xiu promptly reminded, "Shh, boss lady, keep your voice down."

The landlady glared at him, "You already knew that?"

Ye Xiu looked away and pretended not to hear.

Zhou Jialan was still squatting on the ground, covering his mask nervously.

Ye Xiu noticed it and smiled gently at her, "It's okay."

"Hmm... um." Zhou Jialan calmed down and stood up from the ground holding the coin.

Ye Xiu smiled at her again, hearing the proprietress's low-pitched excited voice in his ears.

"Xiao Lan! You are so beautiful, and you play so beautifully on the court. I like you so much! Why did you come to H City? Oh, I understand. You are here to see Sun Xiang, right? Can you sign your name for me?"

Zhou Jialan stood cautiously and hesitated before taking off her hat and mask. There were not many people around at this time, so no one noticed her long snow-white hair and purple eyes.

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