"Not bad." Lu Xingzhi felt that Jiang Yao's words were a little too long-winded.
Jiang Yao rubbed her chin and typed on the phone again. She thought about it and felt that it was too deliberate. It was not good to be so pretentious as if she was in a TV drama.
She looked up at Lu Xingzhi and asked, "Then give me a suggestion."
Lu Xingzhi pursed his lips tightly, almost forming a straight line. No matter how Jiang Yao looked at him, he did not say a word.
"Give me a suggestion!"
Jiang Yao waited for a few seconds and pushed Lu Xingzhi impatiently. "Hurry up! I can tell from your expression that you have a better idea!"
He did have a better idea, but he was not willing to say it.
Jiang Yao saw Lu Xingzhi's expression and almost exploded. "Why are you laughing? You're sneering at me?" She was so angry that she raised her hand and poked his chest twice.