"For now, you've convinced me. When I come up with a counterargument, we'll talk again." Polly Sutton nodded, indicating he could go now.
Andrew Lindsey was in a helpless yet amused state, "How about, considering our shared love for milk tea, you cut me some slack?"
"It's precisely because of our shared love for milk tea that I can't just watch you remain single." Polly Sutton naturally patted Andrew Lindsey's shoulder, then walked away leisurely.
Polly Sutton entered the elevator, and before the doors closed, Michael Knight rushed in. Polly pressed the button, "Are you avoiding creditors?"
Michael Knight panted heavily, and after catching his breath, he said, "I need to file a complaint with the property management. They actually let fans inside."
The mention of fans made Polly Sutton's scalp tingle, but fortunately, the elevator doors had already closed.
