"I think Mr. Han is very much like the father in my dreams. Honey, just humor me once, will you?" Jian Xi tugged at Nan Mufeng's clothes, pulling and pulling.
Though she wasn't the type to act coyly, when she did, it was irresistibly sweet! Nan Mufeng was completely defenseless.
He looked at Jian Xi and could only sigh continuously, "You naughty girl! Do you know how much I'm struggling inside?"
"That's just your imagination running wild! Have you even considered how old Mr. Han is? Can he compare to you? You're young, handsome, and charismatic, with so many women admiring you! And I'm not silly."
Her compliment finally pleased Nan Mufeng.
Nan Mufeng spoke smugly, "Besides being good-looking, do I have no other virtues?"
"You do! You're rich!"
"Anything else?"
Apart from these, his affection for her was truly one-of-a-kind!
Jian Xi knew what he wanted to hear but deliberately didn't say it, "What else? Let me think... Oh right! Your skills are not bad!"
