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If it had been someone else, she might have politely said "You suggest," and been absolutely satisfied, but the person across from her was a Xu.
He never reasoned, casting aside the power play, he was always without boundaries with her.
She fell silent.
The lazy cat that had been sleeping by the edge of the leather shoes was awoken by the noise, Xu Jingxi clamped the cigarette butt between his lips, squinted at it, and with just a careless glance, the cat obediently lay back down, motionless.
The man then laughed, "Stopped talking?"
The young girl tentatively spoke up, "Mr., could you consider a different condition."
His answer.
"Giving a gift is just courtesy," the man spoke with a laugh in his voice, his gaze shifting towards Uncle Zhou approaching, crushed out the cigarette in the ashtray, and added in a rather good mood, "Mrs. Xu is looking for me, I've gotta go."
Then, he hung up the phone.
Leaving her lying in the bed, lost in thought.
