Shi Yu and Shi Mei went to a quiet place, each lit up a cigarette, and smoked silently. After finishing, Shi Yu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with the sole of his shoe: "How much this year?"
Shi Mei pinched out his cigarette and chuckled lowly: "Sixty million."
Shi Yu gave a nonchalant hmm, no further words.
Shi Mei narrowed his eyes and asked leisurely: "And you?"
Shi Yu glanced sideways at him, not immediately answering his question, his slender fingers fiddled with an expensive lighter, his fingertips sliding back and forth over it.
Probably used to this kind of behavior from Shi Yu, Shi Mei just laughed softly, saying nothing more.
"Eighty million."
A few minutes passed before Shi Yu finally spoke, his voice low and magnetic, as if it could pluck at one's heartstrings.
His sexy thin lips slightly lifted, forming a smirk.
