Yang Xing was baffled in his room, Luo Ye's attitude made him clearly feel the hostility, but as far as he remembered, he hadn't offended her, right? Could it be that he was jealous of Song Xiaoyang?
...
"Boss, she agreed." Qian Mei sashayed into the office, lifting a thin sheet of paper: "This lead, we can let it go now."
"For her, even if her family hadn't had that incident, she would have agreed to such conditions anyway. She's been hesitating these days, merely wanting to play the whore while setting up a monument of virtue!" The man slowly swiveled his chair around, his scholarly image juxtaposed with his harsh words, making it hard for anyone to reconcile the two.
"I thought that might be a possibility, but, speaking of which, she is rather pitiful..."
"Answer the phone, answer the phone..."
