"What are you suggesting?" asked Nan Mufeng.
The woman in front of him smiled gracefully and looked lively—but she was plotting against him.
"You're not thinking of calling off the engagement once my grandpa passes away, are you?"
"Uh, of course not. How could I curse such a lovely old man?" Jian Xi blinked awkwardly. "What I mean is, in front of grandpa, we'll pretend to be fiancés. Behind closed doors, there's no need for that. What do you think?"
Nan Mufeng raised an eyebrow, observing the petite girl before him. Her delicate face featured a pair of exceptionally bright and lively eyes.
"Have we ever been anything behind closed doors?"
Gak!!
"Or, what do you want?" Nan Mufeng leaned forward, staring at her intently across the dining table.
It felt like she was being flirted with!
The atmosphere suddenly escalated towards something more ambiguous. Ahhh, this wasn't the outcome Jian Xi wanted!
