"I am."
Wen Changling handed over a business card—black background, gold embossed lettering, a VIP card for Ruyi Pawnshop.
"I'd like to pawn something."
Xie Shang took her card, "What do you want to pawn?"
She took out a piece of candy from her bag, colorful, the size of a baby's fist, but it was already broken. It was the candy Xie Shang had sent to Wind Town for Children's Day last year.
So it was her, the one from the Wen Family. Xie Shang's gaze lingered briefly on the hearing aid on her ear. She really knew how to do business, moving money from his left pocket to his right pocket, thus getting a free ride on him.
Seeing that Xie Shang did not accept it, Wen Changling thought for a moment, "If that's not enough, I can also tell you a story." She heard that Xie Shang liked to listen to stories; she could tell him about the time he nearly drowned thirteen years ago.
Xie Shang was a man of principle and did not easily break his own rules unless he was in a very good mood.
