Chapter 132 The Little Junior Sister

Ziana's face was tense, and her eyes were as sharp as ice.

What an unprincipled bastard he was!

She wanted to kill him.

After a while, she took a deep breath and looked at him with a half-smile, "I'm not as sinister and cunning as Mr. Lewis."

Boris corrected, "Business is full of cunning, it is called improvisation."

Ziana laughed, "You have a lot of tricks, Mr. Lewis."

"I'll take it as your compliment." Boris felt comfortable at this moment, "Are you convinced that you lost?"

She really didn't clearly state the rules against borrowing the principal, so he couldn't be blamed for taking advantage of loopholes.

"I lost." Ziana dared to admit it, "I'll give you the big bed, and I'll sleep on the floor tonight."

After she finished speaking, she walked out with a frank expression.

Boris looked at her back and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Ziana could earn 40 thousand dollars, which he never expected.