"Don't worry. If I said I just want your company, I won't ask you to do anything else."
Keep him company? An Ziqi was even more terrified and she firmly refused, "No, I can't agree to that."
Simon raised his eyebrows, "If you want to get your necklace back, you have no other choice."
An Ziqi clenched her teeth, "Honesty is a traditional virtue of the Chinese ethnic group."
Simon looked indifferent, "Oh, I'm a foreigner."
Foreigner my ass. His Chinese is so fluent. If she didn't see his face and only heard his voice, she would think he was Chinese.
At this moment, An Ziqi really wanted to throw the food from the table in his face. This man was even more domineering and shameless than Xiao Moli.
From the moment she called, he decided she would retrieve the necklace. There was never a chance for her to have a choice. She was completely led by the nose.
