Wen Xiangyang still lay there without moving, not because she didn't want to, but because Mu Lingqian's approach made her dare not move.
"If you want to eat cake in the future, just tell me," Mu Lingqian said coldly, "Remember one thing, since you've signed a contract with me, you have to follow my rules."
With that, Mu Lingqian looked at Wen Xiangyang with disdain, "Throw away all those old clothes you're wearing!"
Mu Lingqian's rules?
He hadn't told her anything.
How was she supposed to know his rules, his dislikes? She didn't even know what he liked to eat, she had cooked for him twice and both times it was not to his liking.
Wen Xiangyang didn't want to face this situation again. She didn't want to be treated coldly by him anymore because she didn't know his preferences.
She propped herself up and sat up, no longer being stubborn. She looked at him eagerly and carefully took his hand, "Can you write down all your rules?"