A man worth over ten billion, priced at one cent, with a lifetime usage period—if these words were spoken by a playboy, they might just be sweet talk to please a lover.
But when Ji Rui, a man so serious and cold, says them, they aren't merely sweet talk.
Is he, in a roundabout way, proposing?
Thinking of this possibility, Le Tong tightened her grip on the phone, her knuckles turning white, and her palms sweating.
"So, do you buy it?" The man asking this, though thousands of kilometers away, seemed to Le Tong as if he were standing right next to her, his warm breath wrapping around her ears, making her blush and her heart race.
After dropping this torpedo into Le Tong's heart, the man quietly waited for her response.
It took Le Tong a lot of effort to adjust her breathing and compose her thoughts, but the huge hole blasted by the powerful torpedo remained unhealed for a long time.
