"Miss, can you show me your US$ 100?"
"What’s wrong?" An Ruo asked in confusion.
"It seems to be fake, let me take a look," the driver said.
"Fake, no way!" An Ruo looked over and over at the US$ 100, unable to see any issue.
The driver was more convinced it was fake money, "Where did you get this money from? It’s really fake. It’s so obviously fake I could tell at a glance."
Seeing An Ruo still skeptical, he took out a genuine bill and handed it to her.
"Compare them if you don’t believe me."
An Ruo quickly took the money he handed her, compared them carefully, and realized her money was indeed different. Fake money often gives a sense of being unreal, imperfect.
So there was no doubt, her money was indeed fake.
An Ruo’s expression changed slightly, what should she do now that the money was fake? What would she use to pay the fare?
Should she go to Tang Yuchen and say, could you help me pay the fare?
The question was, why did Xingtian give her fake money!
An Ruo suddenly realized, yes, he didn’t trust her and was afraid she’d run away with the money, so he gave her fake money.
If she didn’t try to escape, she’d never find out it was fake. But if she tried to run, she’d undoubtedly take a taxi, only to discover the money was fake and fail to escape.
An Ruo suddenly felt powerless, Xingtian was... so devious...
The driver saw her looking utterly defeated and suspiciously asked, "You don’t have any money aside from this fake bill, do you?"
"I..." An Ruo was too ashamed to know how to answer; she really was out of money.
"You really don’t have any money?" the driver asked in astonishment.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was fake money..."
Normally, in this situation, the driver would suspect she was playing dumb to avoid paying the fare. After all, what adult can’t tell fake money apart?
But looking at her, it seemed she really didn’t know.
He pulled over to the roadside and asked her, "Where are you going? You should call a family member or friend to come and pay the fare for you."
An Ruo bit her lip and hesitated before saying, "I’m sorry, I don’t know anyone here..."
Could she really ask Xingtian to pay the fare for her?
Even to have Tang Yuchen pay the fare, she would have to be able to find him.
An Ruo hurriedly searched through her belongings but found nothing. At this moment, she regretted not wearing some jewelry.
The driver saw her looking helpless and realized there was no hope of getting the fare.
He thought about taking her to the police station, but this woman was so delicate and gentle-looking, he couldn’t bear to send her to the police.
Besides, it was just a few bucks, and taking her to the station would cost him more passengers.
"Don’t you have a phone? Give me your phone, I’ll give you my number, and you can come to me for the phone when you have the money," the driver said blandly.
"No, I still need my phone!" An Ruo clenched her phone tightly, she couldn’t give it to him. Without it, how would she contact Tang Yuchen?
"Sir, I’m really sorry, please give me your number, and when I have the money, I’ll definitely pay you back. I’m not a bad person, I mean it, if I say I’ll pay back, I’ll definitely pay it back!"
Just as An Ruo finished speaking, her phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, her face turned pale, and fear flashed in her eyes.
What to do, Xingtian has found out she’s missing!