Chapter 12 Agreement_1

"You shouldn't have agreed to the old man's terms. The debt is a huge sum, I don't believe you have the ability to repay it."

He didn't believe her, was he denying himself?

Wen Mian's wrist muscles tensed, and with a slight twist, she pulled her hand away.

She then stepped back, keeping her distance from him.

"You and the old man are birds of a feather, naturally thinking alike. Who doesn't know what the other is up to? There's no need to pretend in front of me now. What do you say?"

The air seemed filled with a strange and eerie undertone.

Having said her piece, Wen Mian turned and left.

Pei Zhiyao was left alone, staring fixatedly at Wen Mian's retreating figure.

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"What did Wen Mian just... say to Pei Zhiyao?"

At that moment, Zhao Moxuan was idly playing with Pei Qingqing's little finger, yet his mind was still filled with images of Wen Mian.

Wen Mian's beauty was indeed irresistible.

Zhao Moxuan was both infatuated and unable to forget.

Even with Pei Qingqing by his side, Zhao Moxuan unabashedly savored the memory.

Pei Qingqing pouted with a feigned anger and punched Zhao Moxuan on the shoulder.

"Do you have feelings for Wen Mian?"

Zhao Moxuan's smile was eager, clearly not wanting to upset Pei Qingqing.

"Just curious, aren't you curious about the content and relationship of their conversation?"

He said he was curious, but his mind was practically flying back to Wen Mian.

Pei Qingqing, being a woman herself, could guess what Zhao Moxuan was thinking.

His flirty nature had long been seen through by Pei Qingqing.

"Don't forget that we carry the burden of cooperation between our families on our shoulders. If you turn coat, life won't be easy in the future, after all, it's not just me who knows about this, the elders do too."

Zhao Moxuan's smile faltered slightly, as if embarrassed by being exposed.

Yet in front of Pei Qingqing, Zhao Moxuan still put on a calm demeanor.

"I'm only paying attention to Wen Mian because of her past heartless rejection of me, do you really think I still harbor any sentiment for her?"

Zhao Moxuan walked on as Pei Qingqing swiftly followed behind.

Talking while they walked, their demeanor was quite casual.

"Also, Wen Mian has humiliated you quite a few times, hasn't she? I'm getting close to her also as a way to avenge you! What do you say? I can't just let you be bullied!"

He spoke with feigned sincerity.

But who knows the cunning plans Zhao Moxuan harbored.

Behind him, Pei Qingqing's laugh was genuine, yet a shadow suddenly crossed her cool brows.

Since Zhao Moxuan had brought it up, she went along with his words and continued.

"You said it, if you're going to take revenge, you need to succeed. I want to see results."

"Of course."

Zhao Moxuan's expression was composed, but his fingertips slowly dug into the flesh.

After resolving some trivial matters, Wen Mian had hoped to relax, but her calm was disrupted by Mo Xiaoqi's sudden concern.

When Wen Mian returned to her rented apartment, Mo Xiaoqi immediately rushed up to greet her.

A pair of cool little hands grabbed Wen Mian's wrist and slid down, the touch soft and delicate.

"How did it go? Did the Pei family give you a hard time?"

Wen Mian shook her head, though a clearly visible tiredness flickered across her eyes.

"No? Then why did you come back?"

Given the nature of the Pei family, it would have been a small miracle if Wen Mian returned without being skinned alive.

Now that she had returned unharmed, albeit a bit tired, nothing else seemed amiss.

"I agreed to some of the old man's terms, only then was I able to extricate myself."

"What?"

Wen Mian took a moment to steady herself, then gestured a number to Mo Xiaoqi and followed with a smile:

"We agreed on a sum for compensation. Just fill this gap, and we won't have to be at anyone's mercy in the future."