"Exactly." Xiao Yuchuan glanced disdainfully at Jin Xun, "You really think my wife is keen to cooperate with you? I wish you'd roll as far away as possible."
Seeing Xiao Yuchuan, Jin Xun's anger rose, "You..."
"You what you!" Xiao Yuchuan scoffed and gestured dismissively, "If you're unhappy, there's the door."
Jin Xun was well aware of his fondness for Su Qingyue; Xiao Yuchuan felt uneasy inside. Fanning himself with a folding fan, he said, "Su Qingyue, I agree to your terms."
Su Qingyue was straightforward, "Then let's draft a contract."
"Contract?" Jin Xun had never heard such a novel term.
Su Qingyue explained, "It means the same as a pact."
"Oh. I'll go back and prepare, see how to write it..."
"There's no need to trouble yourself. I will draft the contract, and Boss Jin can sign after ensuring there are no issues, how about that?"
"That works."
Su Qingyue instructed Maid Yinzhu to fetch the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.