"You can't tell them!"
An Siqi yelled until her voice broke, "You can't tell them... you can't!"
Ming Yan crossed his arms over his chest, "Can't tell them? Is that how you ask someone for a favor? Begging me to keep a secret, then you need to show some proper humility. With that attitude, I really don't feel like helping you."
An Siqi's face turned pale as she considered the unthinkable consequences of being abandoned.
"No, don't say it! I'm begging you!"
She said, biting her lower lip in humiliation, as if she had thrown caution to the wind, and said through gritted teeth, "As long as you agree to help me, whatever conditions you propose, I will agree!"
"Agree to whatever conditions I propose? Who do you think you're looking down on?"
Ming Yan coldly hissed exaggeratedly, "You, agreeing to any condition? Really think you're something special, don't you?"
