"Leave it up to fate," Mr. Meng sighed, his tone full of helplessness.
If Huo Jingting really took it seriously, he couldn't refuse to pay.
...
After coming out, Gu Nanqiao looped her arm through his and walked with him towards the parking lot, "Hey, are you really going to take his money?"
"You won it for me fair and square, why wouldn't I want it?"
He might be rich, but that doesn't mean he's foolish enough to push away money that's come into his hands.
Besides, it was Linlin who provoked first, and when he suggested raising the stakes, she didn't hesitate to agree.
Gu Nanqiao reminded him, "He's my client, though."
"Silly," Huo Jingting pinched her face, "How much can you make from one deal? Which is more worthwhile, 160 million or a single deal?"
Gu Nanqiao: "..."
Alright, she really wasn't as cunning as him and hadn't thought of that.
Indeed, there is no business without cunning.
