Jiang Han smiled and patted her perky butt. "That's quite a lot. Do you know how much a villa in the capital is worth? Greedy little thing, what else do you want?"
Chen Jiao hooked her arms around his neck and pressed him down on the sofa. She pouted pitifully. "I also took a fancy to a sports car."
Jiang Han heaved a sigh of relief without batting an eyelid. He said with a gentle expression, "I thought you wanted something. Isn't it just a car? If you want it, I'll definitely buy it for you, but the premise is that you have to do this for me, understand?"
"Don't worry, Brother Jiang. I'll definitely help you get it done." Chen Jiao's voice was delicate and soft, making Jiang Han's heart melt. He couldn't help but chase away the people in the office who were in the way and press her down for a while.
In order to avoid affecting his plan, he was especially careful not to leave any traces on her.
