Fu Shilv tilted his head and gazed into Sheng Youxia's eyes.
In certain aspects, she actually understood Fu Shilv quite well. Even if she were to cry in front of him at this moment, he wouldn't change his mind.
Once he had made a decision, he hardly ever conceded, and if negotiations failed, he might resort to any means necessary.
"Let's do this—you agree to three conditions, and I will let this go, how about it?"
Fu Shilv heard the flexibility in her words, "What conditions?"
"The first condition is simple. Tomorrow, I will go with you to the hospital to visit Liang Nianwei."
Fu Shilv guessed her intention, "Will that make you happy?"
Sheng Youxia peeled off her face mask, revealing skin so clean and translucent that not a single pore was visible. "Yes, extremely happy."
The man did not hesitate much longer, "And the second condition?"
"I haven't thought of it yet."
Fu Shilv's brows furrowed, "You're trying to pull a fast one on me."