"Name your price."
Gu Moqian coldly and grimly uttered three words.
"Money? I don't lack money." Mei let out a coquettish laugh, then suddenly leaned her alluring lips close to Gu Moqian's ear, her breath as fragrant as orchids: "What I lack is a man."
Gu Moqian's eyes darkened ominously. His hand reached out once more, forcefully shoving the woman in front of him aside: "Then we have no reason to keep talking."
He resolutely turned around.
Mei raised her voice slightly behind him and said, "As long as you sleep with me for one night, by tomorrow morning, the person you're looking for will naturally return unharmed."
Gu Moqian froze mid-step. The corner of his lips curled; he was indeed smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Instead, it carried a chilling aura of menace: "Keep dreaming."
"Heh." Mei chuckled lightly, "Such integrity, Mr. Gu. Guarding your chastity so devotedly for your fiancée truly makes me see you in a different light."
