Su Yaoyao walked into the study. Augustine looked at her and asked the same question, "How did things go?"
"Perfectly. I successfully rescued the pretty boy and saved him from his misery. I guess you could say I did a good deed," Su Yaoyao said, smugly proud.
But she couldn't forget to lay on the flattery.
"However, this was all thanks to Your Majesty's generous financial support." Su Yaoyao smiled fawningly, walked behind Augustine, and began to gently knead his shoulders. In a delicate voice, she said, "Your Majesty, do you think... you could give me a discount on that loan?"
"That depends on your performance," Augustine said, the corners of his lips curling up slightly in a meaningful smile.
He tilted his head back slightly, his gaze sweeping ambiguously over Su Yaoyao's cheeks, which were flushed from leaning over.
Su Yaoyao's heart skipped a beat at his glance. The kneading motion of her hands slowed unconsciously, but her heart inexplicably began to race.
