Ye Xian had pleaded earnestly for a long time, but seeing that the cold man remained indifferent, she had no choice but to pull out her last trump card.
"CEO, actually, even though I mistakenly thought your swimming skills weren't good, I still wanted to bet on you winning. It's not about the money; I mainly wanted to make you happy. The reason I chose Wu Hui in the end was because I've been a bit short on cash recently..."
"Where are you tight?"
Bo Tingshen gazed at her.
Ye Xian rubbed her index and thumb together, "Short on cash."
"What about the endorsement fee and remuneration?"
"It all went to..." Ye Xian reached into her damp jacket and pulled out a delicately light-colored little box. When choosing the box, she had considered that it was a pool party and made the worst-case scenario plan that it might fall into the water; thus, she picked a waterproof box, which indeed came in handy now, "a birthday gift for you, CEO."
