"What, are you so eager to terminate the contract with me?"
A cold voice came through, and Chi Xiaoyu was startled and looked up.
Gong Beiming's tall figure stood at the end of the staircase, his clean leather shoes and slender dress pants outlining his straight legs, and his handsome face bore a touch of imperial coldness.
He walked toward her leisurely, step by step.
"So you're not terminating the contract? You're not mad at me anymore?" Chi Xiaoyu asked, delighted.
Because she was the one who broke the rules, she seemed to owe some sort of compensation if the contract were to be terminated. Naturally, she didn't want it to end; if it continued, she still had the chance to get that one billion and the house in Ginza.
He stopped in front of her, looking down at her from his height.
"Although the contract isn't being terminated, a mistake requires punishment... Hmm, today, you'll be punished by cooking for me!"