Reluctantly signing their names, the couple pressed their fingerprints onto the paper.
Their faces were gloomy as can be.
Jinnan, seeing that they had finished signing, put his teacup down, stood up, and pulled a flower basket from beneath the intricately carved tea table, which, to their surprise, was brimming with petals!
He showered Yu Jingting and his wife with the petals.
"Congratulations to the both of you, mine owners, on taking over such a big enterprise. What are your thoughts?"
"Heh, I feel like punching someone, and you'd be the first," Yu Jingting said, barely managing a smile. He spat out a petal that wound up in his mouth—was Jinnan really trying to feed them flowers on purpose?
"Suizi baby, if your husband hits women, divorce him. I'll hook you up with a few hunky men. We might lack in other areas, but we've got plenty of men."
Jinnan continued to scatter petals, taking delight in their misfortune.
