Chen Chuxia already showed displeasure, hooking her arm through Qin Yu's, and said, "Our relationship is very good, you needn't bother yourself."
A company executive laughed and said, "Miss Chen, to be frank, it seems like quite a waste for someone with your looks to be with a mere waiter."
"How about this, come with me, and I'll give you fifty thousand yuan a month for spending."
Qin Yu's eyes instantly turned cold, and Chen Chuxia's face was as frosty as well.
Chen Chuxia snapped, "Please show some respect."
Mr. Lin sneered in his heart, feeling superior in his high position, having seen too many women.
He had toyed with quite a few so-called decent women.
In his opinion, no woman was absolutely loyal; her current loyalty was only due to the lack of a higher bid.
Mr. Lin laughed and said, "Fifty thousand is an insult to Miss Chen."
"I'll offer a hundred thousand a month, plus I'll buy you a Mercedes-Benz to get around in, what do you say?"