C154 A Hundredyearold Mountain Spring

"Ms. Jing, please hear me out!" Chu Jun grasped Chai Jing's hand firmly, his voice a gentle whisper, his resolve clear. It was as though he was offering not shares of gold and silver, but a mere trinket.

Chai Jing remained silent, her eyes conveying her thoughts. She didn't want to refuse him in front of everyone, unwilling to embarrass Chu Jun. Yet