"It seems that Miss Jiya Desai wants to be quick with her words. In that case, there is no need to talk anymore. The door is there, so walk slowly without seeing it off." Raj singaniya picked up the pen, took a document casually, concentrated on his work, and didn't look at Jiya Desai again. .
Jiya was sluggish, unable to believe that he turned his back so quickly.
For a long time, he didn't look up, and she didn't leave either.
Jiya stood beside him, closed her eyes, and opened them again. She felt calm. Her fear was covered up by her smile. She began to unbutton one button, two buttons...
Raj singaniya's pen suddenly paused. , reached out and clasped her hand, "That's enough!"
Jiya didn't feel relieved.
singaniya 'smind was very logical, who knew what he was going to do.
She waited quietly.
Raj gave her the phone and ordered, "Enter your number!" Jiya
was stunned and took his phone. His phone was very special. There was no logo on it. He couldn't tell which brand it was from, but it had functions. It's very complete, it's super complete.
After entering her phone number and name, Jiya Desai gave her the phone.
"Come here tonight, I think you know the location." Raj said coldly.
Jiya refused, "I have to wait until I see my father released from prison before I fulfill my promise."
Raj raised his eyes and sneered across his eyebrows, "Miss Jiya, what do you mean?"
"That's what you heard."
"Are you doubting my ability?"
"Mr. Raj is such a perverted person. The least I can do is make sure that I won't lose my wife and lose another army." Jiya spoke coldly without being tactful. She could tell that this man was a hundred-year-old. Invulnerable to poison.
"Very good!" Raj was unexpectedly easy to talk this time and did not put forward any harsh conditions. Jiya was well aware of his uncertainty and distortion. She was not used to him being so easy to talk to.