“Hmm… You have a point. I’ll let him stay for now.” Mengyao gave in after seeing the sense in Yushu’s words. She turned to Li Fu. “Uncle Fu, did you get him insurance? If something were to happen to him…”
“Insurance..?” Li Fu started sweating again. There was no way that someone the chairman chose would get himself hurt so easily, but he answered the question regardless. “Don’t worry, he does have insurance…”
Lin Yi had reached the car door by that time. He turned to look at Mengyao after seating himself back in the front seat. “How’s that? Do I pass?”
“Hmph. Barely.” Mengyao replied with a hmph.
Lin Yi smiled, and said nothing more as he got back into his seat. Experience and the internet told him that girls are creatures that never mean what they say. Lin Yi didn’t want to add anything unnecessary.
