And she wouldn't grow or become stronger.
Then she would only be a burden to him, let alone being able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
Besides, she could handle all these things—it was just for show.
"Since Mr. Jia has said so, I won't refuse. Mr. Jia, you should drink too, I'll pour you a glass," Mo Jun took the bottle and poured a glass for each of them.
But this time, Jia Kun didn't want to drink. He stared at her with a smile that was a bit too enthusiastic.
"Miss Luo, why don't you drink the whole bottle? If you do, I'll sign the contract. How about that?" Jia Kun said with a smile, which was also a threat. If she didn't drink, he wouldn't sign.
A dark glint flashed in Mo Jun's eyes, but she readily responded, "Alright, I'll drink. But you'd better keep your word, Mr. Jia."
"Of course! My word is my bond!" Jia Kun said excitedly.
"Then here goes..." Mo Jun finished one glass and continued to pour...