As she spoke, Feng Qing brought the cigarette to her nose and sniffed. Her smile bloomed brightly. "How about this? If Mr. Du insists on smoking, I'll light this cigarette for you, so as to express the Xie Corporation's sincerity."
Feng Qing handed the cigarette to Du Yu and took the lighter from Xie Ba to light it for him. Du Yu did not say anything and smiled as he took two puffs. Then, he blew out a drifting smoke ring. Xie Ruoyun's heart turned cold, but when she saw Feng Qing light the cigarette again, she was so excited that she almost jumped up. Whatever she wanted, came true.
After taking two puffs, Du Yu said with a look of satisfaction, "Young Madam, if you're really sincere, why don't you smoke with me? This cigarette of mine is specially made. You won't get addicted or cause any harm to your body after smoking it, but it can invigorate your spirit. Do you dare to give it a try?"
