After entering the elevator, Gu Xia disdainfully tossed aside Yu Xiuli's hand.
"Holding hands costs five thousand a time," she sneered at him.
Yu Xiuli leaned back lazily in the elevator corner, giving her a sidelong glance, "Clause nine of the marriage contract, the woman must cooperate with her husband in all spousal activities at social events, which is within reasonable limits, so don't even think about extorting me."
The implication of Yu Hu was clear: legitimate money, I will take; money not owed, don't try to extort me.
"To cooperate is to cooperate, but what's all this dragging and pulling, is there a rule that we must hold hands?" Gu Xia declared unconvinced.
"But it doesn't say you can't hold hands either." Yu Hu retorted perfectly.