"Compared to satisfying my lust with you just once, I'd rather have a long-term meal ticket. As long as you agree to cook for me whenever I crave your cooking, that's all I need," he said.
"Is it really that simple?" Su Yin asked him.
"Mhm," He Wencheng nodded.
Then he added with a devilish tone, "Unless, you'd rather sleep with me?!"
"No," Su Yin denied vigorously.
She just felt that she had nothing to repay the favor with since He Wencheng lacked nothing.
"No?" He Wencheng moved closer to Su Yin, scrutinizing her expression and her flushed cheeks, "When you said Ji Zhihan was no good, were you thinking of comparing him with another man?"
"I really didn't," Su Yin's face turned even redder, extremely embarrassed.
The words that had just slipped out were only meant to sever ties with Ji Zhihan completely.
She didn't want to harbor any feelings.
Nor did she want to give Ji Zhihan any false hope.
That's why she had said something so hurtful.
