Chapter 12 Agreement_1

"You shouldn't have agreed to the old man's terms. The debt is a huge sum, I don't believe you have the ability to repay it."

He didn't believe her, was he denying himself?

Wen Mian's wrist muscles tensed, and with a slight twist, she pulled her hand away.

She then stepped back, keeping her distance from him.

"You and the old man are birds of a feather, naturally thinking alike. Who doesn't know what the other is up to? There's no need to pretend in front of me now. What do you say?"

The air seemed filled with a strange and eerie undertone.

Having said her piece, Wen Mian turned and left.

Pei Zhiyao was left alone, staring fixatedly at Wen Mian's retreating figure.

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"What did Wen Mian just... say to Pei Zhiyao?"

At that moment, Zhao Moxuan was idly playing with Pei Qingqing's little finger, yet his mind was still filled with images of Wen Mian.

Wen Mian's beauty was indeed irresistible.

Zhao Moxuan was both infatuated and unable to forget.