Bo Yanqi looked at Qi Si, so angry his teeth itched that he seemed ready to pounce over and bite him, and could not help laughing again.
He had realized that teasing Qi Si was truly something that delighted both body and mind.
Bo Yanqi was not someone who liked bullying children. Whether he was dealing with Bo Fuyu or other younger kids, he had always been concise.
Even somewhat sharp-tongued and aloof.
Only when facing Qi Si did he always feel the urge to tease him.
He wanted to see him bristle.
So cute.
Seeing that Qi Si was about to bristle again, Bo Yanqi stopped while he was ahead.
"I asked you to tell me, but you refused. You insisted on making me agree first. Has Qi Wang never taught you not to concede so easily at the negotiating table? How am I supposed to know whether your request will cause me enormous losses?" Bo Yanqi clasped his hands before him, his gaze on Qi Si rational to the point of near indifference.
Qi Si felt as if he were having a heart attack.
He knew Bo Yanqi was not some hopelessly chauvinistic straight man. After all, when he had flirted with him before, he had come on quite strong.
So this man's emotional intelligence and responsiveness in a relationship depended on whether he wanted to please the other person, not whether he was capable of it.
Old man, sly as hell.
Qi Si took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Stepping out of their previous flirtatious mood, they were now at the "negotiating table."
"Third Master, you're judging a gentleman's heart with your own petty mind. I may not be a good person, but I wouldn't set you up under circumstances like these." Qi