Only after getting Du Heng's guarantee did Du Xuejing turn around in a mock-serious way, put on a haughty face and say, "Fine, seeing how sincere you are, Little Uncle, I'll reluctantly agree."
With that, Du Xuejing walked to the opposite side of Du Heng's desk, pulled out a chair and took out her Mobile phone. "Alright, Little Uncle, you don't need to管me anymore, you get back to your own Things."
Du Heng glanced at Du Xuejing with a trace of helplessness, feeling like he had fallen right into a pit his Niece had dug for him.
Of course, Du Heng didn't really mind. If he didn't dote on his own Niece, who else was she supposed to count on?
Du Xuejing was just talking tough and didn't really go all out to blackmail him. Other than getting herself a fairly expensive lipstick, she didn't make any other excessive demands.
