"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Ni Cuihua took out a passbook from her bag, "This is some money I've saved over the years, the password is your birthday."
That money was all saved from selling spicy strips by Ni Cuihua, adding up to more than ninety thousand yuan.
Ninety thousand yuan was already a huge sum of money in those days.
"I don't need it!" Wu Yanyun swatted away the passbook being offered, "Do you think this money can make up for the hurt you've caused me? Never in a million years!"
Ni Cuihua reached out to pick up the passbook, her face streaked with tears.
Wu Yanyun looked down at Ni Cuihua, "Do you want me to forgive you?"
Ni Cuihua looked at Wu Yanyun, a flash of joy in her eyes, "Yanyun, are you willing to forgive me?"
"There's one way you can earn my forgiveness."
"Tell me!" Ni Cuihua said eagerly.
Wu Yanyun continued, "You just throw away Ni Yun as well, let her taste what it's like to be abandoned, and I'll forgive you."
