"Mo Nanjue!" Chen An suddenly stood up, unable to hold back any longer, his handsome face tense, "Are you fucking crazy?!"
Mo Beiyan laughed upon hearing this, he nodded, "Tsk, this is what cooperation is all about. I'm in an extremely good mood today, and since you've agreed to my terms, let's start now."
"Get out!" Chen An rushed over, grabbed Mo Beiyan's collar, and almost lifted him up, "He doesn't agree, stop plotting against him, out!"
"Oh, can't we be civilized?" Mo Beiyan was not angry, he patted Chen An's hand, "Take a good look yourself, he has already agreed."
Chen An's chest heaved violently, he turned his head, "Jue..."
"Go ahead," Mo Nanjue intertwined his hands and placed them on his leg, slightly raised his exquisite chin, speaking with a chilling tone, "List out the things you want, one by one."
Chen An was full of disbelief, "You..."
He knew what Mo Beiyan wanted, also knew what Mo Nanjue had, all crucial things for a man.
