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Wealth, such immense wealth.
Du Hengyan, can you let me take all of this back?
Chi Mu Jiu's eyes sparkled with a longing light, and she couldn't help but ask with a hint of expectation.
No problem, but you need to offer something in exchange.
Chi Mu Jiu felt a surge of joy in her heart and quickly inquired,
What do you want?
A phone.
Du Hengyan's response was concise and clear.
??
Chi Mu Jiu turned her head, confusion written all over her face.
A phone? Mine?
Her voice was filled with surprise and disbelief.
Yes.
Du Hengyan's deep gaze held an unmistakable glimmer of mischief.
It seemed like Chi Mu Jiu suddenly remembered something; her beautiful eyes brightened for a moment, but before she could react,
In the next instant, her phone appeared in Du Hengyan's hand.
No way?! Du Hengyan! How did my phone end up with you?!
Chi Mu Jiu's eyes widened in disbelief.
She hurried forward to snatch it back, but Du Hengyan merely raised his hand slightly higher.
Du Hengyan, give me back my phone!
Chi Mu Jiu felt both embarrassed and angry, her cheeks flushing slightly from the excitement.
Du Hengyan shook his head slightly, the smile on his face only serving to infuriate Chi Mu Jiu even more.
You seem so reluctant for me to check on things. Do you have some secret you're hiding from me?
Du Hengyan teased her.
"I didn't! Give it back to me! Du Hengyan!" She was angry.
Chimu Jiu spoke with a hint of guilt, her gaze slightly evasive.
Still unwilling to give up, she lunged for the phone. Just as she was about to grab it, Du Hengyan raised his arm a little higher, and now even jumping wouldn't help her reach it.
"I don't want the gold anymore; just give me back my phone!"
Chimu Jiu sighed in resignation, staring longingly at Du Hengyan and the phone that seemed so easily within his grasp.
"Knowing you, if I give you back your phone, you'll probably take my gold and run away."
Du Hengyan was completely unfazed, his words laced with a teasing tone.
"You..."
Chimu Jiu was at a loss for words, secretly muttering to herself that he really did know her well.
Last night, she had waited half the night for a message from a certain little raccoon but never received anything.
So now she had to see for herself what kind of message could leave him so tongue-tied.
Du Hengyan's words made Chimu Jiu's heart skip a beat.
"Oh no, this must be about the will I drafted!"
She realized that when editing a message on WeChat, it shows when the other party is typing. Did Du Hengyan spend those hours staring at his screen, waiting for her to send the message?
The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt.
"Du Hengyan, sometimes you really don't need to be this meticulous."
As she spoke, she jumped desperately in an attempt to snatch the phone from Du Hengyan's raised hand.
At that moment, she wished he weren't so tall; if he weren't, she would have snatched the phone back long ago.
She jumped until she was out of breath but stubbornly refused to give up.
(Just kidding! How could she give up on something related to her dignity?)
Du Hengyan watched her like he was enjoying an amusing performance, his gaze affectionate and intrigued.
He lightly touched the unlock button, and at that moment, Zhi Mu Jiu heard the sound of her phone unlocking.
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