"Practise every scene you just watched. Please me, and I'll find you a suitable heart."
"Are you confident you can find one within a month?" Chen Zhi wasn't foolish, it was better to ask clearly first.
Si Ye gave another smile, a confident one, "If I wish, I could find one by tomorrow."
"And if you can't find one?"
"Woman, you're doubting my abilities."
Chen Zhi no longer harbored any doubts, with Si Ye's words she felt reassured. As long as she served him well tonight, her mother could have her heart surgery before long.
Chen Zhi mustered her courage and climbed onto Si Ye's chest. Under the man's sharp gaze, she bit her lip, lowered her eyes, and slowly bowed her head to kiss his lips.
His lips were thin and sensual, with a faint scent of musk, kissing him was like sipping on rich, intoxicating fine wine. Chen Zhi hadn't noticed this before, but now that she was kissing him proactively, she realized it.
