Anyway, please ready the washboard later.

Ethan Lu glanced at Lyrick Jiang as if he was an idiot or braindead with his "real" question. Although Aubrey Ning was indeed sometimes… or rather, had a natural overbearing aura, Ethan Lu would not even hint at the woman about the showcase if he didn't have something in mind.

"Does it matter if they come to terms?" Arching his brows, Ethan Lu carefully reached for the cup of tea that was placed on the table and this time, he turned his seventy percent focus on it so he wouldn't scald himself. "Though, it would also be nice if my bundle of joy could make a deal with her— that's a win-win situation for everyone."

"Huh?" Puzzled at the most unexpected response from his master, Lyrick Jiang knitted his brows in confusion. What does Ethan Lu mean by that? Didn't he hint at Aubrey Ning about the said trade show because he wanted to help Lexi? Surely, Ethan Lu's response this time was too vague to understand in just a short amount of minutes.