Xia Yueqing naturally saw the change in his expression, but she pretended not to notice and continued, "I can agree to your terms, but there is a prerequisite."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yiting gave a cold smile.
Earlier at home, she had agreed so readily, but now she added some additional conditions.
That was just Xia Yueqing's stalling tactic.
Her mother was very good to Xia Yueqing, which gave Xia Yueqing enough confidence to negotiate terms with him, didn't it?
"Let's hear it."
"This should be a piece of cake for you. A week from now, have someone release my cousin, and I will not contact your mother again in the future."
Her request was much simpler than Pei Yiting had imagined.
Yet such a simple condition only fueled Pei Yiting's distrust even more.
"Are you sure you want to plead for your cousin?" Pei Yiting's words were tinged with deep suspicion.
Xia Yueqing shrugged, giving a casual smile. "Absolutely sure. You can think of me as a saint if you want."
