Live for money, die for it

his tie and hair, this was the first time I had seen him look disheveled.The whirring of the propeller ceased, and he stood before me, pushing back his tousled hair with a finger, straightening his t....He looked at me faintly and said, “You are so kind, taking in everyone.”"They're all useful people, not freeloaders. Why can't we take them in Besides, they're not bad people," I frowned."Xiao Qiao,...