Jing Luozhou grinned, flashing a set of pearly whites, "I can compensate you."
Shi Su gave him a cold look. Encountering such a simple-minded rich kid, she saw no need to be polite. Following his lead, she asked, "How much are you offering?"
"Name your price." Jing Luozhou maintained a laid-back demeanor, leaning against her car door, as if the words "Money doesn't matter, this young master is very interested in you" were emblazoned in golden letters on his face.
Shi Su had seen this kind of scene many times.
Especially abroad, those overbearing foreigners who saw a single mom with a child trying to get close to her, hoping to take advantage, or even wanting to be a stepdad to Shi Mianmian, were not uncommon — each one more self-deluded than the last.
Abroad, where things are more open and direct, she could handle these situations gracefully. More so when in her home country, dealing with a guy who seemed to have a few screws loose.
