Rong Yan was very conscientious. When she came close to the man, her body turned soft like a snake. She snuggled into his arms in a well-behaved manner.
After being with Liancheng Yazhi for some time, Rong Yan found out that he liked obedient and sensible women. So, for the sake of his… money, she did not mind pretending. Having lived two lives, she did not have to think too much about these kinds of things.
Liancheng Yazhi's hand slid along Rong Yan's soft waist and that nice feeling made him feel slightly satisfied. It was just that he was slightly unhappy with her words. "Hmm?"
Rong Yan felt his displeasure and immediately said, "You are my financier and within the period that I'm with you, I won't have any contact with any man other than you."
Liancheng Yazhi frowned. "What's that smell on you?"
