1432. What the hell do you think you are?
"You..." Song Yan, in a fit of anger, turned and stormed out.
Having no other choice, Xiao Liu followed Mu Anran's instructions and drafted the transfer agreement for the contract.
When Mu Nancheng received the agreement, he barely looked at it before signing his name.
He then smugly pushed the agreement in front of Mu Anran and commanded, "Sign it!"
Mu Anran's lips curled as she picked up the pen and wrote a string of characters flamboyantly.
Originally, Mu Nancheng dreamt of the future while waiting for her to sign, but he noticed that Mu Anran was taking an unusually long time to sign!
It was just a signature, so why did it seem like there was a whole row of words under the contract?
"What did you sign?" Mu Nancheng leaned over curiously and grabbed the contract.
But after carefully reading all the words on it, his face turned all sorts of colors, looking quite hideous.
