"…" As the master of a vast commercial empire, this was the first time Yun Mo had ever had his intelligence mocked.
His gaze was deep and inscrutable. "…Are you sure you don't want to continue the experiment?"
Shen Lang glanced at him and said lightly, "Isn't this what you were hoping for?"
'Though she didn't understand why he didn't want the time machine to see the light of day.'
Yun Mo's thin, crimson lips curled slightly, but he remained noncommittal.
He wasn't surprised that she'd guessed his true intentions. On the contrary, he was well aware that all of his plans were completely transparent to her.
She was very smart.
Terrifyingly so.
But ultimately, as long as he achieved his goal, he didn't care about the process.
He grew a bit more cheerful. In a low, magnetic voice, he said, "You said it yourself… You have to keep your word."
