Just when the rickety mattress was about to collapse, Ye Haochuan finally surrendered, letting Xiao Haimei, who had long since thrown in the towel, resurrect from the "death line."
"How is it? Did you get the information?" Ye Haochuan teased, brushing the sweat-drenched hair off Xiao Haimei's forehead.
"The barrel hasn't worn out recently and the ammunition is still plentiful, so you're being honest!" Xiao Haimei murmured weakly, her tiny teeth showing.
Oh boy, this domineering CEO, Xiao Haimei, has been turned into a pro by yours truly!
Ye Haochuan felt a bit awkward. They've checked the barrel and ammo, but can they find out how many people have maintained the barrel?
"I couldn't seal the deal, yet you seem pretty happy about it?"
"Whether the deal went through or not doesn't bother me; what matters to me is you!" Xiao Haimei smiled sweetly, feeling a deep sense of happiness from Ye Haochuan's choices.
"However, the coming days might be a bit tough!"
