Hearing her words, Leandro suddenly burst into laughter.
The man's laughter was deep and rich. Charlotte listened, her face rolling through wave after wave of heat.
She hung her head, wishing she could dig a hole right there and bury herself.
Leandro laughed for a while before he finally stopped and said, "No need to compensate."
"But--"
She tore the sofa!
A sofa worth over three million!
"Feeling guilty?"
Charlotte kept nodding. This sofa worth more than three million probably cured her nervous habit of constantly picking at her fingers!
After all, not everyone was as kind and generous as Leandro!
Ah, Leandro was such a good man!
Leandro looked at her thoughtfully, "Do you know how to massage?"
Charlotte didn't understand, but still sincerely replied, "A little."
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