"Why should I cling onto you after being rejected?" Lu Yixiao retorted, rolling his eyes at Chen Yiran. He then turned and walked into the room, saying, "Why are you here? Spit it out, if you got words to say, or farts to rip."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk…" Chen Yiran shook his head and said," Who would have thought, Mr. Lu could be such a ruthless man. As the saying goes, trade falls through, friendship stays on. Why get so flustered just because I turned you down?"
"..." Lu Yixiao hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned around in the middle of the room. His deep-set eyes fixated on Chen Yiran. He then spoke in a calm tone, "Chen Yiran, it seems you've been having too much leisure time lately. I still have several contracts yet to finalize. Which location do you prefer, Xinjiang, Tibet, or Harbin,?"
Startled slightly, Chen Yiran then smiled and gently draped an arm around Tianxin's shoulder, said, "I was just joking. Since when is Mr. Lu unable to take a joke?"
