Before long, her high heels came off and dropped to the ground.
...
That evening,
Gu Wenhua returned home.
He saw Sun Miao humming a tune with a face mask on and immediately approached to ask, "Miao, how did it go?"
Sun Miao glanced at him and said calmly, "They didn't agree."
"Didn't you talk to him?" Gu Wenhua asked curiously.
Sun Miao replied, "I did talk to him, but he wants 20% of your shares."
"That's fucking disgusting!" Gu Wenhua exclaimed angrily.
But Sun Miao spoke calmly on the side, "If they're using legitimate means to get our shares, what's there to complain about?"
"That's not the point, Sun Miao. I've noticed that you've been defending him all this time? Why is that?" Gu Wenhua couldn't hold back and directly questioned her.
While playing with her phone, Sun Miao responded, "At the very least, in this matter, I think he's right. I've always been about the facts, not the person."
