"You are a gangster, right? So you've robbed me." Jonathan's voice was dry as he pressed the button for the bottom floor after getting into the elevator. He turned to look at Xinjia again and then, inevitably, he had to reach out and pat his hair. "You are cute, A-jia. Like a puppy. Husky puppy."

It was pretty obvious. "I'm taking care of you. You don't owe me for that. You are fun company."