"That's not necessarily true. I could have chatted away with you if you were an ordinary person. But you aren't – you're Iris, the elite lawyer. What if you take my words and turn them into evidence that is advantageous to yourself?"
Tongue-tied, Elisa wore a rueful smile. She knew Sean would be guarding against her from now on. She sighed in exasperation and said, "It seems like you won't trust me no matter what I say."
Sean said straightforwardly, "Stop beating around the bush and spit your motive out. I won't eat my words about the five meals that I promised to treat you."
Elisa sighed and didn't explain it immediately. Instead, she hummed, "There's no need to hurry. Let's continue chatting."
"Girl, you're going to make me displeased by doing so."
Perceiving that Sean had started to lose his patience and was telling the truth, Elisa shook her head and said, "I'd like to present to you the proposal first. If you don't agree to proceed with it, I'll stop disturbing you. But since you've promised to treat me to five meals, you've already given me a chance. Am I right?"
Sean did not answer.
Elisa continued with a smile, "Everyone has a family and ambition. Family is the root of one person. I know you hate industries that target families as their main customers, but these areas are currently not saturated yet, and they still have the potential to be developed."
Sean narrowed his eyes. "Since you know I dislike being involved in projects like this, and you know how stubborn I am, why did you still come to find me? Do you think you can persuade me?"
"It's not that. You refuse to do proposals like this not because you dislike them, but because you care about them too much. You're afraid that the outcome would disappoint the public and cause the meaning of home to be lost."
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