Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1337

After that, it was Raeleigh's turn to draw. She sat down and prepared herself before she began sketching. When she was about to make her first line, Jepherson patted her on the shoulder. She turned to look at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

She instinctively thought that he must be trying to disturb her so that he could win.

But instead, he said, "Take off your clothes. It's too hot here."

Only then did she remember that she was still wearing her coat. She shrugged off her coat and handed it to Jepherson, and he took it away and put it aside. Then, he went to boil water for her.

Raeleigh stared at him until he finally left. Then, she began to focus on her work.

Over two hours later, Raeleigh finally set down the drawing. Meanwhile, Jepherson seemed to be in a daze as he sat beside her. She put down the pen and stretched her neck. Every time she did this, she felt drained, as if she had fought a life- and-death battle with all her might.

Jepherson slowly shifted in his seat and placed his hand on her shoulder. She froze for a moment. Then, Jepherson whispered in a hushed and attractive voice, "Don't move. Sitting at the desk for too long is not good for your health. It weakens your immune system. You might even get cervical spondylosis, lumbar spondylosis, or other conditions."

"Mom said that money can solve a lot of problems, but it can't cure sickness or death. I believe that's true."

"Why are you so talkative?"

"Talkative?"

Jepherson flashed her an inadvertent grin, and he then lowered his head and kneaded her shoulders. The tension in her body melted away immediately, and she turned around and let him massage her shoulders.

"What color do you intend to use?" Jepherson asked while he massaged Raeleigh's shoulders.

"That depends on the price." Raeleigh believed that the reason Jepherson was reluctant to choose a color for his design was that he had set a trap for her. If she set the price too early, then she would definitely suffer losses. Different colors would produce different effects, thus affecting the price and sales.

"I'm sure you already have a suitable color in mind." He was talking about the color of the car. Raeleigh thought for a while and replied, "I haven't thought about it yet."

He smiled. "Mine will be silver-white."

Raeleigh froze for a moment, and she then turned to look at him. "So, you..."

He raised his hand and gestured for her to be quiet. Then, he stood up and placed a glass of water in front of her. "Although I believe that men and women are equal, you are still inferior to me in terms of identity, status, ability, and physical strength. So, I will use my choice of color to make up for it."

"By the way, if you choose black, you would be stuck at the top sales program. In other words, it will be a luxury car."

"But the sales for luxury cars would be less than a hundred units all over the world. Such an exquisite item would not be widely available."

"However, it might have better sales if it were silver. I believe you already know that once you launch this car, no matter its appearance or color, it will become a status symbol. It will appeal to the rich, young people, and those at the management level as it shows off their identity and brings pride to them."

Raeleigh stared at her design, amazed that Jepherson was able to see through her thoughts.

After remaining silent for a while, she said, "I'll choose silver-gray."

"That's right."

Jepherson turned around and fetched a glass of water for himself, with his back straight as a pillar. Raeleigh stared at him in puzzlement. "Why are you doing this?"

The corners of her mouth twitched. He already made it clear that he would tie her up and not let her go, but he still did such a thing. He was obviously giving her a chance. If so, then why would he waste so much effort?