"What should I do then?" Jian Si was at her wit's end, and he was her lifeline.
After a moment of silence, Nan Zhan leisurely answered her, "Move in with me."
"What?" Jian Si blinked, doubting whether she and he were actually talking about the same thing.
"Any doubts?"
Nonsense, how could she not have doubts? Getting rid of suspicion and moving in with him were completely unrelated matters.
"Miss Jian, I think you are in no position to negotiate, you don't have the grounds to dictate terms with me."
"Mr. Nan." Jian Si suddenly looked at him solemnly, with a relentless resolve: "I would rather go to jail than accept your… your…."
Nan Zhan raised an eyebrow, almost laughing, a sarcastic curve deepening at the corners of his mouth as he sized her up: "Miss Jian, I think, even if I were looking for a woman, I probably wouldn't choose someone with… a flat figure like Miss Jian."
Jian Si was rendered speechless by his remark and could only glare at him, fuming.
