At the moment, Mu Anran's mind was a blank, her fists clenched tightly.
She slowly took two deep breaths, then walked up to Yu Lingqian and reached out to pick up the contract—
Then, with an expressionless face, she tore it to pieces.
Yu Lingqian's eyebrows slightly raised, his gaze deepening even further.
"I am willing to sell myself to you."
"What did you say?"
Mu Anran, as if determined, stared at Yu Lingqian, "But I have two conditions."
Rather than working in a smoky bar, it was better to sell herself to him. After all, they had already slept together; what's a few more times?
Dark clouds gathered on Yu Lingqian's handsome face, "Do you think you are still in a position to negotiate terms with me?"
Mu Anran's face went pale, yet she stubbornly spoke, "One year, just one year is enough. Support me for one year, giving me three hundred thousand each month. I promise to be the quiet woman behind you, no complaints, doing the laundry, cooking, and warming your bed."
