Liao Xuexue watched Ye Chen make faces at her, then turned to see Teacher Ye opening the payment QR code, and suddenly came back to her senses.
"Ah..."
"Alright, alright, I'll just transfer the money to you."
Liao Xuexue didn't dawdle.
After all, the money originally belonged to Teacher Ye, and it was just an advance on her salary.
Liao Xuexue herself wasn't short of money, and at the moment, she felt that even without pay, she would want to follow Teacher Ye, if only to broaden her horizons.
So, without hesitation, she transferred the 14,000 her grandfather had sent her, all to Teacher Ye.
Watching the bet conclude, Ye Chen tossed the useless handgun into the keepnet.
And the audience in the live stream room were dumbfounded, from Ye Chen predicting the gun's exact specifications, to later tricking Liao Xuexue out of 14,000 with his slick moves.
At the same time.
Old Liao, who had been eyeing Ye Chen, couldn't help but feel suspicious.
