"Darling, I'm far too kind-hearted. At most, I'd have them run laps. Would that be acceptable?" Bai Nuanxi asked cautiously. What if Huo Muchen insisted on an answer, but her response didn't satisfy him? What then?
Huo Muchen cast her a glance, his dark eyes swirling with something indecipherable, like a turbulent river ready to surge onto the shore. This oppressive aura of danger made Bai Nuanxi feel suffocated.
"Wha… what's wrong?" Bai Nuanxi hesitated, then reached out to Huo Muchen.
She grabbed his hand!
He didn't reject her, and Bai Nuanxi sighed in relief. As long as Huo Muchen hadn't lost control, everything could still be resolved.
Huo Muchen looked away but didn't withdraw his hand, letting her hold it in an appeasing manner as he calmly instructed, "Hand them over to Brent."
Brent?
Bai Nuanxi's heart skipped a beat.
