"Then I'll look forward to good news from you."
Faced with Fu Qian's promise, which was little more than a pile of empty checks, Xixi fell silent for a moment. When she spoke again, she didn't raise any objections.
"Also, it sounds like I should give you an extra reward."
What was more, she immediately demonstrated the virtues of a good employer.
"The more, the better."
Fu Qian was just as unabashed, directly suggesting that she could bring over any other strange things she had.
Although there were no obvious supernatural elements to be seen yet, this rich woman, whose heart was tormented, was undoubtedly a special person in this world.
In fact, if not for that, she might never have had that experience and suffered so much.
Life was resilient, yet fragile. Anything too extraordinary, even a talent, could become a poison that corroded it.
His musings on life didn't interfere with Fu Qian's consultation.
"One last question. Your father doesn't seem to have played much of a part in your upbringing?"
"The reason isn't all that complicated. My father treated me well, too. The only problem... was that he wasn't a good father to just one person."
Compared to Fu Qian's tactful question, Xixi's answer was far more direct.
"After he and my mother divorced, I saw him very rarely. Even less after my mother died. The last time was three years ago, when he passed away."
"You don't need to express your condolences. It was my choice."
What was more, the next moment she turned the tables, looking at him with a peculiar expression.
"Come to think of it, this might be something we have in common?"
"Don't worry. I've never done any pointless digging. It's just that people like us can often sense these things