As Zhou Mochen returned from his phone call and was about to sit down, Shen Chen asked, "Back in Beijing and already so busy?"
"It's a private matter," Zhou Mochen said, turning his head to look at Xu Su beside him. He took her hand and said, "Come with me somewhere tomorrow."
Xu Su asked curiously, "Where are we going?"
"You'll know when we get there." Zhou Mochen chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm not going to sell you."
"Keeping it a secret, are you?" Xu Su blinked. "If I really get sold, you can just go cry in a corner."
"That won't happen." Shen Chen cut in from the side. "Don't you worry. I can't speak for other places, but here in Beijing, even if someone had the guts to sell you, I guarantee no one would have the guts to buy you."
"...Shen Chen!" Xu Su shouted angrily, slapping at his elbow which was resting on the table. "What's that supposed to mean!"
'I was just making a casual remark, and he's taking it so seriously!'
