"Thank you Su Chen, but I really don't have that much money. Even if I sold myself, I wouldn't be worth that much. Just let me die..." Mo Xiaoxiao said with immense sadness.
"No worries, it's just fifty million, right? I'll cover it for you, let's get you up first." Su Chen could feel the tiles under his hand starting to crack slowly.
Logically, the hardness of the tiles should be able to withstand the weight of two people.
Damn shoddy construction!
But it's not really shoddy.
After all, these tiles were only meant as decoration, now suddenly bearing over 200 pounds, it's reasonable that they can't handle it.
"Xiaoxiao, come up quickly, don't do anything foolish!" At this moment, Mo Xiaoxiao's classmates had finally reached the window and were urging her.
"Come up for what? To be ridiculed by you? To make you look better by comparison?" Mo Xiaoxiao scoffed at herself.
Through today, she had completely seen through the true colors of these so-called old classmates.
