Jiang Qin followed Zhu Yongkang's gaze, and the first thing she saw was a pair of lazy, yet dangerous, eyes.
For some reason, she felt that gaze was a little searing, so she instinctively looked away, breaking eye contact.
But she still politely stepped forward to thank Yun Xie. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Yun."
"How will you thank me?"
"Huh?" Jiang Qin looked at him, a little startled.
Although she was surprised by Yun Xie's directness, she truly hadn't intended to offer just empty words of thanks.
So she asked generously, "I wonder what kind of thank-you gift Mr. Yun would like?
I think letting you choose would show more sincerity."
'Anyway, I have plenty of money on hand right now, so a thank-you gift shouldn't be a problem. This Mr. Yun doesn't look like he's short on cash, so he probably won't ask for something outrageous, right?'
Well, it turns out he would.
Because he said, "I want you. Is that okay?"
