I Don’t Want an Umbrella

Gu Nianzhi lifted her chin slightly in the direction of the Ace of the Far East's gentle hand gesture. Her jet-black eyes glanced at him from between her long eyelashes that were as black as a crow's wing.

She looked down at the travel bag that the the Ace of the Far East had placed beside her feet. She slapped his hand away and said calmly, "Narcissism is an illness that needs to be cured. Actually, I'm here to get black pork and caviar."

Gu Nianzhi took a step back and handed the umbrella in her hand over. She smiled sweetly. "Here, thank you for bringing us a gift from so far away. This umbrella is our thanks for returning the favor."

The Ace of the Far East raised an eyebrow and retracted his hand. He leaned against the big tree behind him and chuckled aloofly. "Really? I was going to give you the black pork and caviar for free, but Lawyer Gu gave me an umbrella instead. I've got a bargain."