Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Bai Zhou took off his mask and shot her an annoyed look. “Hand me your phone.”
JI Fanyin glanced at the time and replied calmly, “It isn’t twelve yet.”
She was fastidious when it came to her working hours. Her work started from twelve noon today and ended at twelve noon seven days from now, not a minute more and not a minute less.
Bai Zhou shot a look at the digital clock on the private jet before harrumphing with a nasty look on his face.
Using the last few minutes she had before the start of work, Ji Fanyin decided to enquire about her client’s service inclination. “Do you intend to celebrate her birthday?”
Bai Zhou settled down on the sofa and crossed his arms imposingly. “What about it?”
“I’m feeling a little conflicted,” replied Ji Fanyin honestly.
“You’re just a substitute here,” sneered Bai Zhou. “What do you have to feel conflicted over?”
“Her birthday must be worth a lot of money. I should have auctioned it out.” Ji Fanyin did some quick self-reflection on what she could have done better. “It’s my own fault for not paying attention to the date when I accepted your reservation.”
Putting aside Cen Xiangyang, Song Shiyu would be extremely willing to wage a bidding war.
Ji Fanyin lamented at the profit she had lost due to her negligence.
Bai Zhou was rendered speechless. “Haven’t I paid you enough?”
“‘I’m sick of earning too much money,’ said no one ever. Don’t your already wealthy parents work hard to earn more too?” Ji Fanyin spoke without pulling any punches. “Besides, I’m in urgent need of money.”
“For what?” Bai Zhou paused for a brief moment before asking with a frown, “Are you hooked on drugs?”
Ji Fanyin: “…”
She pondered for a moment before answering, “It’s not drugs. It’s to save a life.”
Bai Zhou was confused at first before rolling his eyes. “There are things in this world one can never leave after dabbling in. Tread wisely.”
“I'd say the same to you,” said Ji Fanyin with a smile.
By the looks of Bai Zhou’s muddled expression, he probably didn’t understand what she was getting at.
But again, given how Bai Zhou had
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