"What would it take for you to give her to me? Name your price; money's no object," the man said confidently.
"That's impossible. She's my woman. I can't give her to you," Xu Ke flatly refused again.
"A house at a location of your choice, a Maserati of your preferred model, plus an additional 10 million yuan," the man offered nonchalantly, as if he hadn't heard Xu Ke's words.
Xu Ke stared straight at the man, saying nothing.
The man casually ran his hand through his hair and continued, "The rest of the terms remain the same; I'll add another 10 million." He raised a finger at Xu Ke as he spoke.
