"..."
Chen An paused for a moment, Mo Nanjue's hand slipped from his shoulder, seemingly grabbing him, but Chen An didn't notice, "Nanjue, you'll regret it."
"Regret what?" Mo Nanjue's alluring eyes narrowed slightly, "Aren't I standing here perfectly fine?"
"Those are all your own things."
"Exactly, because they are mine, it's never difficult to have them again," Mo Nanjue lightly pressed his tongue against the corner of his lips, the hidden sharpness in his eyes unfolding, "If you want, Dian Group can be listed tomorrow, and I'll personally transform you into a top-tier CEO, ensuring women scramble to climb into your bed, how about it?"
Chen An was furious, "Mo Nanjue! Are you still joking with me here?!"
The man's smile didn't reach his eyes, Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand and turned to walk towards the garage, "Alright, then don't follow me."
Chen An stared at his back, wanting to speak but hadn't, when he reached into his pocket...
Damn!
