"Fine, fine, fine, as long as you understand."
Zhu Zhu was indeed worried at first because she felt that Chi Huan had a certain tenacity about her, fortunately, it was not stubbornness—otherwise, Zhu Zhu really would have had a headache.
On second thought, she didn't really need to worry too much since those who were too stubborn often found it difficult to climb to the pinnacle of fame and fortune. Chi Huan was neither detached nor solely focused on fame and fortune, striking a good balance everywhere.
After hanging up the phone with Zhu Zhu, Chi Huan heard the doorbell ring.
When she went to open the door, she guessed it was Mo Shiqian. As the door swung open, there stood the tall and handsome man.
He looked down at her, his features clear-cut and handsome, "May I come in?"
Chi Huan smiled, "What if I said you couldn't?"
