Bo Jingshen seemed to soften upon seeing the scattered marks on Su Lu's neck and shoulders, as well as her wide, doe-like eyes at this moment, so the curve of his mouth softened slightly.
Bo Jingshen, "What? Didn't you have a lot of courage last night?"
Su Lu took a deep breath, "How do you plan to take responsibility?"
I can marry you.
The phrase suddenly popped into Bo Jingshen's mind, and then he thought of that annoying Gu Xin. The originally soft curve of his mouth tightened instantly, and when he spoke again, his tone became casual.
"I've slept with many people. I can own up to it. If you want money, a house, or a car, it's all negotiable. Or do you want to get involved in any of Boss's projects?"
Su Lu lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled lightly. Despite losing the courage that last night's alcohol had given her, she still had the courage to ask, "Have you slept with... many people?"
Bo Jingshen: "..." Damn, he's not a gigolo.
