Song Guanchao originally didn't want to move; it was only out of rationality that he forced himself to keep a distance from her.
Now that she's proactively making demands, if he doesn't agree, she won't speak.
Song Guanchao stopped his actions, maintaining this posture, while cursing himself inwardly, thinking he really is a pervert.
Zeng Li twisted her waist and panted softly, "I can now determine the nature of this matter."
"Just like you analyzed, it's either a major casualty accident or a significant economic problem."
"The news that scammer wanted to sell you should be about the economic issue."
Song Guanchao couldn't understand why she gave such an answer: "What do you mean?"
"You're really dumb."
Zeng Li said, "With so much information, you still can't figure it out."
Are there a lot of information?
Song Guanchao felt a bit bewildered.
At one point, he doubted whether he really was that stupid.
