"You're pretty young, yet already capable of smooth talking. Do you think I can't figure out your little schemes?" The lady's eyebrows slanted slightly, her words carried a hint of reproach. "Flattery might work on those young girls, but it's no use on me."
Xu Xiaoyou merely stood with her head lowered, eyes half-closed, listening to the lady's criticism. Her solitary figure seemed a bit desolate, resembling a cat chastised, evoking a touch of pity.
Seeing her like this, the lady chuckled: "Look at you, always thinking about investment-related matters. Don't worry, I've seen my share of storms; it's good for young people to face some setbacks."
"If you can deftly handle those matters, I'll make an additional investment in you. I'm talking about..."
The woman's fan pointed right in front of Xu Xiaoyou, slowly raising upwards, lifting the girl's chin to meet her gaze with those beautiful amber eyes.
"Investment in you, unrelated to that daughter of Stars."
