"You see I even brought a gift..." stop looking at me like we have a deep-seated hatred. I haven't stolen your wife yet."
"Now that you've seen it, isn't it time for Mr. Mi to leave?" Without Gong Muxue around, Jing Chen's words naturally became more direct.
Mi Zheng laughed, "Really? Killing the donkey the moment it's done grinding the mill."
"Then you should really be grateful that I usually kill the donkey before it even begins grinding the mill." The fact that he had tolerated him until now was a great honor indeed.
Of course, Mi Zheng personally didn't think so.
"Say it, what do you want?" Jing looked at him, "If you don't speak now, you probably won't have the chance to later."
Jing Chen believed that Mi Zheng's visit today was not as simple as just to see Mu Lin; otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed silent until now. He was waiting for the moment Gong Muxue left.
