Facing Jiang Xiaomi's assertive expression, Chen Nan couldn't help but wonder. He had always been opposing her, this crazy woman should hate him, shouldn't she? So why did she want to offer herself to him instead?
"I can't do that," Chen Nan said directly.
Jiang Xiaomi picked up her coffee and gulped it down, not sipping, but gulping—a large gulp that finished more than half the cup in one go, "If you don't yield to me today, I won't help you with this favor."
Chen Nan said, "Does it have to be this way?"
"Nonsense, I never joke around."
"Alright then, as if I never said anything." Chen Nan took a sip of coffee, then stood up and said, "Take your time, I'm going to pay the bill and head back to school."
Seeing Chen Nan trying to leave, Jiang Xiaomi immediately got annoyed and pounded the table, "You bastard, stop right there!"
Chen Nan smiled helplessly, "I can't agree to your terms."
