Your Implication Is...?

Su Feifei took a deep breath when she realized that she was just digging her own grave by arguing with Xin Zimen. She might not lose in a tongue lashing with anyone else but she knew he won't let her escape unscathed. Besides, his tongue was sharper than a razor and he loved bloodbaths. It was better to just let it be and get to business.

"Jokes apart, I really have something important to discuss with you."

When she spoke, her eyes had shifted to Xiu as if to imply something. Getting the hint, Xiu said, "Oh, I should take my leave now."

Xin Zimen placed his hand on Xiu's shoulder and pushed her back on the couch saying, "You stay here. I have something to talk to you." Xiu obediently nodded her head while he turned to Su Feifei and went on, "You follow me."