"You don't even want to play a game with us? Yet you claim that you want to exchange something in similar value for my help? If you can't fulfill such a small request, how do I trust you?"
Qiao Qing was silent for a while. She was about to get up when Mo Huan said, "Is it because Ms. Qiao doesn't know how to play golf?"
Qiao Qing ignored her and pushed away Gong Yi, "Let's go."
Gong Yi's lips curled up and he glanced at the other men, "Hurry up and follow."
"Ah? Yes!" One of the young men started to walk and then asked, "Brother Gong, what are you saying to that girl? I can't understand what you guys are implying."
"That's good." Gong Yi's gaze never left Qiao Qing - his gaze seeped with the confidence that he would claim victory.
The young man, "..."
Once the group reached the golf course, employees came and handed them the clubs.
