An ultra-luxurious beachfront villa.
In the spacious house, Bai Mu Ling's petite figure stood out.
Across from her, sat a man whose mere presence seemed to suffocate everyone in the room.
"I want to go home."
She earnestly stared at this kingly man across from her, fear didn't dominate her emotions, her cheeks were only tinged with a faint blush.
"Marry me." The man's tone was calm, steady, yet it made Bai Mu Ling's face blush even harder.
"That night, both of us voluntarily participated! What is in the past, doesn't entangle either of us now!"
She was nervous, oh so nervous... What has she gotten herself into this time?
"Oh? That incident on the 419, both of us willingly participated?"
He propped up his chin with one hand, squinting slightly. He looked amused, yet also mocking, giving off an inscrutable air.
"It... It was... Just let me go. We don't have any relationship now!" Clearly, Bai Mu Ling lacked confidence.
On the big luxurious table lay two copies of an agreement, his name already signed on them. But...
"Marry me. I'll fulfill all your wishes, as for the incident on the 419, I can pretend it never happened."
"You?"
"Don't believe me?"
"A gigolo?"
Bai Mi Ling couldn't possibly believe what she was told. That night, she was with a gigolo, doing... doing... that...
He met all her demands - how could he possibly have this ability?
"Pfft..."
The assistant, Feng Xian, who stood behind the man struggled to suppress his laughter throughout, but eventually burst into chuckles.
A gigolo, their BOSS? But this little woman is so adorable.
Bai Mi Ling paused for a bit and then began to look around.
Speaking of…when she was brought here, this man practically kidnapped her. Such a luxury car… Could it belong to an ordinary man?
"Are you…really a gigolo?"
"Mmm."
He hummed in agreement, but his meaning was unclear.
"And this house is…"
"Borrowed."
"The car."
"Rented."
"Do you also have assistants?"
"They were earned."
She slightly let out a sigh of relief, but still remained nervous.
"So, you said you'll satisfy all my demands. If they are not met, I can leave, right?"
"Hmm."
"I need money; twenty million, nothing less than that for a marriage proposal."
Her face was serious as ever, even playing around with the wedding agreement as if considering, only to be met with a man’s playful expression.
The agreement bears the name, Jie Chen Yu...
This surname...so strange...
But it really matches with this man, Jie Chen Yu, unyielding and carefree, somewhat aloof.
God, how could she think so highly of such a man!
"Feng Xian."
Jie Chen Yu lifted his hand slightly, his side profile flawlessly outlined, enthralling and captivating.
"Sure, BOSS." Feng Xian replied, wearing a peach blossom smile, "Miss Bai, please give us your mobile phone."
"Oh." Bai Muling took out her mobile phone, "What are you going to do with it?"
Feng Xian took a few steps forward, bowed respectfully, and took Bai Mi Ling's phone.
He intentionally made a fuss to find Bai Mi Ling's bound bank card number on the mobile phone.
There's no need to take such trouble pretending, who makes... Bai Mi Ling always misunderstand, misunderstanding their BOSS to be a Cowherd indeed.
As the saying goes, when playacting, play the full set, so a little trouble should be okay.
However, in a short while, the mobile phone returned to Bai Mi Ling's hand, and at the same time, the message also vibrated once.
"Miss Bai, please check the message. If everything is correct, you can sign the agreement."
The message showed that an account has transferred twenty million, which is already in her account.
She couldn't help but widen her eyes. Was this... selling herself?
