Bo Yan glanced at him nonchalantly and spread his hands in front of him, "Last time you said you'd give me the Patek Philippe couple's watches worth eight million, but you still haven't. When can you make good on your promise? You're about to inherit Bosch; such a little amount of money shouldn't be hard to give, right?"
Bo Yi's temples throbbed, Bo Yan just so boldly blocked his way, sticking out his hand asking for money. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll buy it for you. The Patek Philippe New Era couple's watch, right? It's not easy to get, it'll take me some time."
Bo Yan let out an "Oh": "Actually, it doesn't need to be that troublesome. You can just give me the cash."
