"I have time and yet I don't," Jiang Xiaobai laughed.
"What does that mean?" Qing Xuan frowned, puzzled by Jiang Xiaobai's statement.
Jiang Xiaobai laughed, "It's simple, I'm afraid your fees are too high, too rich for my blood."
Qing Xuan covered her mouth with a laugh, "Oh, you're really terrible! But don't worry, I'm not my husband, my charges are definitely not that expensive. Truly middle-class affordability, you can definitely afford it."
With that, Qing Xuan raised two fingers, clearly indicating twenty thousand a night.
"Two hundred?" Jiang Xiaobai pretended to misunderstand, "At that price, I might consider a long-term partnership, maybe start with a month on trial."
"Get lost!"
Qing Xuan frowned, "Do you really have to make this so blunt? Fine, I'll just say it—it's twenty thousand, not two hundred!"
Jiang Xiaobai feigned shock and then burst out, yelling, "I kao! Twenty thousand is still middle-class affordability! Do you think I'm a big fool?"