Pei Zhao's tone carried a hint of teasing, but for Huo Tingxiao, it felt like his throat had suddenly swallowed thousands of needles.
He pretended to be calm and took a sip of tea, trying hard to steady his emotions.
"I've said I can compensate you, whatever you need me to do, I am willing."
Pei Zhao's smile remained unchanged as he looked at Huo Tingxiao, posing as if he was really considering whether or not to accept his compensation.
"So... if I say let go of Mu Lan, you can do that too?"
"Of course not!"
Huo Tingxiao almost instantly retorted without even thinking.
This intense reaction caused Pei Zhao to raise his eyebrows.
"Why? Have you fallen in love with Mu Lan? No way, right? As far as I know, you've always been in a cold war with her, you never really paid attention to her.
How is it possible... oh, let me guess, is it because after her amnesia, she seemed like a completely different person?
