Su Yuhan jutted out her chin, looking completely unfazed, like she had nothing left to lose. "Go on, hit me. If you break my bones, you'll just have to pay my medical bills. Like I said, I don't have any money, just my life."
Li Qingzhi said, "...You're hopelessly cheap. I let it go before, but you're not short on money now. Why are you still such a miser?"
"What do you know? I call this being thrifty. I spend where I should and save where I can."
"Alright, you win. I can't argue with you."
As they bantered, the car left the airport and headed toward the charity gala's venue.
This charity gala was co-hosted by several senior figures from the Imperial City who hadn't appeared publicly in years. Almost every influential bigwig in the Imperial City was in attendance. Those who couldn't make it had sent their family's younger members to show support, and some even brought their juniors along to broaden their horizons.
