Lu Xingzhe was silent for a few seconds, looking at Gu Zhiqi as he spoke, "Lu Xingzhe, my name, don’t forget it this time."
If she forgot again, he really wouldn’t bother with her anymore.
Gu Zhiqi: "I’ll try my best."
Listening to Gu Zhiqi’s response, he suddenly looked sour, but he didn’t say anything.
After answering Lu Xingzhe’s question, Gu Zhiqi looked at him and added, "Considering we’ve known each other since kindergarten, I can give you a 9.9% discount."
So, the feelings from kindergarten, are they the same as those with him, a former classmate?
At that moment, Mo Weiran felt somewhat comforted.
Hearing Gu Zhiqi’s offer, Lu Xingzhe instinctively covered his wallet and stepped away from Gu Zhiqi, "Doesn’t count!"
His reply was very straightforward, and he looked at Gu Zhiqi with a wary face.
This reaction was exactly like how a senior brother, who’d been swindled out of money by her numerous times, would react upon seeing her.
Looking at Lu Xingzhe , Gu Zhiqi only said with a hint of regret, "Fine, let’s not count it then; after all, even if you break an arm or leg, you can still get prosthetics, right?"
What about breaking arms and legs?
Was Young Master Lu going to break his arms and legs?!
With that thought, Mo Weiran sneakily gave Lu Xingzhe’s arms and legs a thorough once-over.
Feeling Mo Weiran’s gaze, Lu Xingzhe’s face immediately darkened.
"Ahem, what do you mean by that, Miss?" Mo Weiran looked at Gu Zhiqi and asked.
He was very curious, extremely curious!
As soon as Mo Weiran asked, Lu Xingzhe also glanced at Gu Zhiqi, his eyes filled with similar curiosity and skepticism, clearly waiting for Gu Zhiqi’s answer.
But just looking at Gu Zhiqi was obviously useless, as she lazily said to Mo Weiran, "If you pay for him, I’ll tell you."
Fearing that Gu Zhiqi would tell him only if he paid for Lu Xingzhe, Mo Weiran immediately responded, "Then you better not say it."
Curiosity is one thing, but he certainly didn’t want to add another 4.95 million to his debt.
He couldn’t even repay a debt of 100,000, let alone 4.95 million – that might as well cost him his life.
Listening to Gu Zhiqi’s words, Lu Xingzhe felt provoked and snorted lightly, looking at Gu Zhiqi with a defiant tone, "Fine, you speak, I’ll pay."
"Three days later, at your grandfather’s birthday, one of your arms and one of your legs will be ruined," Gu Zhiqi said unhurriedly, then took out her phone, found her bank card details, and handed them to Lu Xingzhe, "4.95 million, transfer the money, and you’ll overcome this calamity."
Pausing for two seconds, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Zhiqi, "Not transferring."
He had every reason to suspect this little girl was just trying to con him!
"Rule-breakers will be dogged by bad luck," Gu Zhiqi eyed Lu Xingzhe with a deep gaze.
"If I’ve already broken arms and legs, a bit more bad luck won’t matter," Lu Xingzhe said coolly and indifferently, hands in his pockets and shrugging nonchalantly.
"Give me your hand for a second," Gu Zhiqi, holding her milk tea, said to Lu Xingzhe.
"What for?" He looked at Gu Zhiqi irritably, suspicion creeping into his eyes.
Gu Zhiqi didn’t speak, but took a pen from her pocket, and without waiting for Lu Xingzhe to speak, stepped forward.
Then, she drew a circle on the back of Lu Xingzhe’s hand that was holding his lemon water.
"What’s this?" He immediately switched hands to hold his milk tea and then lifted his hand to look at the back of it, only to find, there was nothing there.