Mo Xicheng raised an eyebrow and then turned to stare at Shi Nianyao, asking, "Old and ugly investor?"
Shi Nianyao was hopping mad as she looked back at him. "Am I old? Am I ugly?"
The man burst out laughing.
She pouted angrily and complained, "I've finally discovered how baseless claims can be."
Mo Xicheng raised an eyebrow again.
Angrily, she took a sip of the soft drink and then turned to Mo Xicheng, saying in a low voice, "I'll tell you something."
Arching his eyebrow, he said, "Go on."
