Nan Huaiyu was one hundred percent sure that she would agree, and she wouldn't tell Mu Jin Huan the real reason, not even a word.
As for why...
The reason left him displeased.
His thinning lips curled into a lazy, indifferent arc. "I'm in a good mood lately, so the three months start from tomorrow, tonight is a bonus."
After saying this, he slowly blew a warm breath into the woman's ear, sinister like a specter.
Nan Wan had long anticipated what Nan Huaiyu wanted, but when he actually uttered those two words, it felt as though a hand suddenly clenched her heart, fingers tightening constantly.
This time, it hurt a lot.
When in dire straits, some people become hysterical, some panic, while others become calmer than ever.
Nan Wan raised her hand to push away Nan Huaiyu's head that was close to her ear, her delicate brows and eyes were faint, hiding any joy, anger, sorrow, or joy.
Her tone was steady and unwavering, "Give me the check first."
