When she walked out of the room, her gaze landed on the thick decks of money placed on the coffee table. She stopped in her tracks and stared at the notes blankly.
Gu Yu turned around in front of the full-length window. His dark eyes landed on Xu Weilai's body. He followed her gaze and looked over. The edge of his lips lifted a little. However, there was no happiness in his eyes. There was nothing but cold-bloodedness.
He stood still for a few seconds before striding towards the side of the coffee table with his long legs. He took a deck of notes with his slender, well-proportioned, and extremely beautiful hands. He looked at Xu Weilai. When he opened his mouth, there was no warmth in his voice. It was as cold as ice. "Don't you want money?"
He raised his hand up high. The notes in his hand floated to the ground one by one right before her eyes. Xu Weilai looked at them with a numbed expression. Her eyebrows were twitching slightly. It was unnoticeable.
