Xu Shu: "Let me see the contract."
Song Jin trembled all over, he knew he couldn't hide it anymore, but without taking out the contract, he'd been beaten like this. If he took it out...
"Is it inconvenient?" Xu Shu asked.
"Convenient, convenient! I'll go get it now!"
Song Jin got up, unable to stand steadily, stumbling several steps, leaving a bloodstain on the sofa with his hand support. He simply stood still, waiting to gain some strength before walking forward to avoid dirtying the sofa again.
He dawdled in the bedroom for a long time.
Xu Shu didn't urge him.
Instead, it made Song Jin very uneasy, not daring to delay any further. He took out the contract and handed it to Xu Shu.
Xu Shu just stood there reading, his posture upright, with the shoe cabinet behind him. He didn't lean back, his expression unchanged, as if he were reading some important document.
There were many euphemisms in the contract, all of which he could understand.
