A laugh escaped Ian Quincy's lips. 'She's the real lucky charm, isn't she?'
"So how will you repay me?" His gaze locked onto her, intense and possessive.
Cecilia Adler considered it, then drawled, "I could offer myself to you~"
Ian Quincy chuckled, amused. But then his expression suddenly changed, a frosty look settling over his features.
Cecilia Adler's heart skipped a beat. 'What did I say wrong this time?' After a moment's thought, she added, "Ian, I'd only ever promise myself to you. If some other man helped me and I had to repay him, the most I'd do is say I owe him a favor."
The tension in Ian Quincy's brow eased. The gloom vanished in an instant, and his mood brightened. "Mm."
Cecilia Adler: "..." 'So I really guessed right.'
Ian Quincy handed her an envelope. "Here are the earnings."
Cecilia Adler pulled out the contents and saw a neat stack of ten-yuan bills. She leaned close to his cheek. "Mwah!"
Ian Quincy touched his cheek, grinning like a fool.
