"I'll support you," Ren Minghang blurted out, his entire face flushing with redness, while Xia You also realized that he probably thought she turned to this line of work out of financial desperation.
For a man to propose supporting a woman financially, it's beyond a simple sentiment of sympathy.
Growing up, Xia You had never been so directly hinted at like this. Was this man actually saying he wanted to support her?
"I mean, I have some savings, you can continue your studies first, and after you graduate, you can pay me back," Ren Minghang strained to grip the steering wheel, his palms so sweaty that he could barely hold on to it.
"Hehe, thank you for your kindness, Instructor Ren, but I'm not accustomed to owing people favors," Xia You turned her face away and stuck out her tongue; she was someone who had long since graduated.
