Guan Qingyan's eyes lit up. The man was already wavering. It seemed that she had lost another person who was sincere in helping her. She picked up the clothes on the chair and patted them before handing them to the man.
"What you said are the basic conditions. I have no reason not to agree. It did look good. It would be a pity to use it as a cushion. Keep it well. Don't let others cross the most basic line. You can be sorry to anyone, but you have to be worthy of yourself."
The man was slightly stunned. He did not expect this woman to tell him so much. He took the clothes. Although he was a little disappointed, he did not feel as bad as before. Indeed, he did not intend to do such a thankless thing again.
"Let's talk about the conditions between us. Let's see what you need me to do, and I'll see if I can do such a thing."
