Chi Huan's pupils dilated slightly, and her hand that had been resting casually on her knee clenched into a fist, but she pursed her red lips and remained silent.
Beth exclaimed with surprise, "Really?"
"Mhm."
"That's great, I was thinking that if Sister Chi Huan didn't agree, I'd have to play the persuader a few more times."
In contrast to her happiness and surprise, Mo Shiqian's handsome face remained impassive, "If there's nothing else, you may leave."
Beth's face fell, and she pouted at him, "President Mo, you don't have to be so impersonal, do you? Although everyone's taking advantage, I did help you out big time, and you won't even let me finish my tea?"
The man said indifferently, "Can't you see that your Sister Chi Huan doesn't want to agree at all, so I should persuade her?"
Beth looked at him, then at Chi Huan, before she got up and, with a tone of compromise, said, "Fine, then, you persuade her well, I'm going back to report to my parents."
