Zuo Chen saw a business opportunity and stopped Qu Jian'er, who couldn't figure it out: "Let's say 2 million, as a token of my sincerity in wanting to cooperate with the master for the long term."
Qu Jian'er took another card from Qi Yin and reminded her, "It's not a wish-granting charm; it can only gather the best of your recent luck and grant one wish at a time. This means that once you succeed, it will become just an ordinary hairpin."
Zuo Chen's eyes were dark as he cut to the heart of the matter: "But it's enough for ordinary people, isn't it?"
When he spoke, Zuo Chen didn't seem to be discussing or deciding on the amount. His attitude was casual, as if he were fiddling with checkers on a board, using money as a bargaining chip.
His nonchalant demeanor made his eyebrows and eyes appear even more unapproachable, a gap that was insurmountable between the poor and the rich.
Qu Jian'er was so envious that her heart was pounding.
Her mind was a complete mess. She quickly touched her forehead with her index and middle fingers to bring herself back to her senses, trying to clear her mind and stop herself from clinging to Zuo Chen, this mountain of gold.
Qu Jian'er's attention was diverted only when she heard noises outside the car again.
It turned out that Lan Xiaodie had called the police.
She was holding the blue "Jifu" hair clip tightly.
She watched as her friend, who had tried to kidnap her, was arrested.
She looked around, and like most people, began to search for the source of the matter—Qu Jian'er.
Qu Jian'er sincerely said, "So many people are looking for me, could I sell my information and make a quick buck?"
Zuo Chen's eye twitched; he finally understood the extent to which Qu Jian'er was obsessed with money.
Qi Yin swallowed hard, filled with admiration as he recalled the scene: "Was it you who orchestrated that bizarre moment earlier?"
Qu Jian'er gave a wicked smile: "Fun, isn't it~"
Qi Yin pursed her lips, not daring to respond.
Hearing the laughter, Zuo Chen turned his head.
Qu Jian'er smiled unusually this time, revealing a row of clean, neat little teeth.
That smile wasn't like the light of a clear sky breaking through the clouds, but rather like light leaking through the cracks of a cold, bitter ice.
It has gained a certain arrogance that seems destined to endure.
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