However, no matter how angry Jian Ai was, Ji Haoyu's expression did not change. This made her feel as if her anger had been vented on cotton.
It was useless.
This person's skin was made of concrete, right? Didn't he see that she was already angry?
Under Jian Ai's angry gaze, Ji Haoyu slowly stretched out his palm to Jian Ai. The interest in his eyes did not decrease as he said with a smile, "Transfer fee."
Jian Ai was confused.
"Didn't I…" Jian Ai couldn't help but raise her voice. However, in the next second, she quickly retracted it and whispered to him, "Didn't I win it?"
"Yes!" Ji Haoyu didn't deny it and nodded lightly. "But a gift contract is more troublesome. A transfer contract process is relatively simpler. Since it's a transfer contract, there has to be a transfer fee."
As he spoke, Ji Haoyu flipped to the second page of the contract and pointed at the clause in the middle for Jian Ai to see. "It's here."
