Zuo Zixian raised his eyes and looked at Ling Yi Heng, who seemed to have lost his warmth, and a cold aura appeared around him, just like when he first met him, with a sharp gaze.

It was as if with a mere glance, he could see right through her heart.

She didn't know how to reply, so she lowered her eyes for a moment. However, Zuo Zixian didn't feel that he said anything wrong. It was originally a deal between them, and she was the one who brought it up first. Only, it later changed.

"You know, I don't have the money to pay you back, but if the family's winery can be run well, I think I can have the opportunity to pay you back. "It's just that the 100 million …" She could not continue. The ten fingers on her hands intertwined together, exposing a trace of nervousness in her heart.

Ling Yiheng actually didn't like the fact that she would keep the words' exchange 'and' exchange 'in her mouth at all times, as if the only reason why the two of them could cross paths was because of the transaction.

Even though this was his original intention from the beginning. But he didn't like to hear it from her.

However, he had always known how to control his temper. He suppressed his anger and said lightly: "You calculated the one hundred million yuan, included the loss of my family's winery, did you calculate the time and energy I spent on you?"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, looked at the time on his watch, and said, "It took me nearly three hours to save you on the way here. Do you know how much my minute is? And do you know how much it costs to make me a meal? "Besides, do you know how much I paid for the clothes you destroyed?"

Zuo Zixian looked at his more genuine appearance and was immediately stunned. She had never seen such a Ling Yiheng before, his entire body exuded an overbearing deterrent force.

She knew that whatever she said now was wrong, so she bluntly said, "How about you just directly count it as money. It's all in the money I owe you. I'll pay you back when I have the money."

On the surface, Zuo Zixian appeared to be an elegant lady, but deep down, he was more stubborn than anyone else. Especially because of his personality, he didn't want others to provoke her. Even if this person was Ling Yiheng, it would still be the same.

However, the man's thin lips were as sharp as knives. He stared at her for a few seconds before replying, "Priceless, you can't pay it back."

Zuo Zixian felt angry and amused at the same time. His serious expression just now really seemed like he was asking for his loss, but now he was like a child making a ruckus without reason. However, the solemn expression on his face didn't seem like he was joking.

She seemed to ponder for a moment before tilting her head and asking, "Then why don't I accompany you for three hours and then cook for you?"

Then, she tugged at the collar of the dress inside, with a hint of mockery in her voice, "You can wear my clothes too?"

The smile on her face relaxed the atmosphere. "As long as you can wear it."

Ling Yiheng's face stiffened as he said coldly, "I just want you to have a meal with me."

Eating? This surprised Zuo Zizhen, he didn't expect things to be so simple. But why eat with her?

Zuo Zixian looked at the man in front of him, his gaze revealing a sense of scrutiny. She hadn't forgotten the first time she had eaten with him, or rather, that it had not been a meal at all, but a mere negotiation.

After that, she handed over her first time …

Did he have that thought again this time?

Thinking of this, her expression turned strange, her ears turning red.

"Why would I want to eat with you?" she blurted out.

Her question made him feel somewhat surprised, but he also understood on his own that this woman did not want to be with him, so she was stingy with her meal.

Those bottomless eyes stared at her, and the lines of her face tightened again, showing her master's displeasure.

"No reason, I just want you to accompany me to eat." His cold voice rang out with an unrepudiation that could not be refused.

She knew she could not refuse. After all, he could change her fate at any time.

"Alright, then let me treat you. "You decide the time." "No," she answered in a quiet voice.

"Then find a restaurant in downtown Boston at noon tomorrow." He spoke almost without thinking.

"Alright." She didn't have any objections. The deal had already been completed, but what was the point of eating?

The man gave her a long look, then said, "Then it's a deal, I still have work to do. You can wait here, the clothes should be here soon."

Then, without waiting for an answer, he went straight to a room on the right, where she guessed his study or bedroom.

After Ling Yiheng entered the room, she sat on the sofa and flipped through the news on her phone. Unknowingly, she had fallen asleep due to the corrosive feeling of being trapped.