Su Qianxun pursed her lips and replied softly, "I know what you're thinking of. As long as things between you and our Sus don't go sour, your company will recover quickly. It's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm not willing to embed my family between your grudge with the Lus!"
"Don't worry, there won't be a next time. I don't need you to decide right now either, but could you just consider it?" There was a hint of begging in his tone.
"Shi Ze…"
"Just consider?" He asked.
He looked prudent, as though he was afraid that she might reject him.
Su Qianxun had not seen Shi Ze this way before. Even though he was calm and graceful in the past, it always carried an air of pride—this was the first time he was actually pleading to her.
She did not know what was going on with him, but for some reason, she felt that he looked really sorry. It was as though she was his last strand of hope, and she couldn't really reject him.