"Sure." Adrian Shaw's expression carried a hint of arrogance and recklessness, reminiscent of his youthful exuberance, as he casually said, "How much are you planning to offer?"
Serena Stanton tilted her head, carefully observing his proud and noble handsome face, feeling inexplicably that this winter didn't seem so cold. She tightened her grip on his hard and warm fingers, a faint smile playing on her lips, "I've come to ask you personally; shouldn't it be free?"
"Free? You're thinking quite beautifully." Adrian Shaw's lips tugged slightly, his fingers teasingly hooked her palm, "My number is a priceless treasure."
"Then..." Serena's eyes gleamed briefly as she suddenly leaned in to whisper in his ear, lowering her volume, "How about I exchange a secret for it?"
Adrian Shaw raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue.
"Actually, the one who wanted to buy your number," Serena suppressed a laugh, speaking clearly word by word, "was me."
