156 I want you; are you willing?

"If there is a breach of contract regarding the child's custody, the violator will have to pay a billion yuan as monetary penalty."

She bit her lower lip hard before saying, "Please give me some time; I'll pay the penalty."

"Eh?"

He crossed his graceful legs as he sat on the sofa and asked casually, "Can you really gather one billion just by yourself?"

"Please believe that I'll pay up."

"Not at all," he coldly said, "I'm planning to regain custody of the child."

"No!" She lost her voice as her heart squirmed with sorrow at the thought of losing her son. "Please! Please don't take Youyou away from me."

"Give me a reason not to."

She tearfully replied, "I love him, and he can't bear to leave me too!"

He pondered for a moment before saying coldly, "I won't take him away."

She stared disbelievingly at him, not having expected for him to agree so easily.

"But…" he hedged, his pair of eyes regarding her more deeply.

"But?" Her heart hung in the air.

"You have to stay by my side."

"…"

She drew in a sharp breath.

"Stay… by your side?"

He asked with a smile, "Why? What's the matter with that?"

"Mr. Mu, are you joking—"

"Be my woman." Before she could complete her question, the man tyrannically and coldly cut her off.

She looked at him, feeling lost. Under the moonlight, the man leisurely spread himself out on the couch like an ancient king – ruthless, cold-blooded, and domineering.

"What?" His thin lips formed a smile at her startled look and he asked, "I want you; are you willing?"

"Miss Yun, I think you have no foresight." he jested, "Many women are willing to line up from here to Paris just for my attention, yet you aren't willing even when I want you. Aren't you playing hard to get?"

She sneered inwardly at his words and wiped her tears away.

While she was still worried, his taunting somehow calmed her down.

"If that's the case, why don't you choose from them?"

He coldly chuckled. "You don't know men at all."

"I…"

"If you aren't willing, the door is over there. Help yourself out." She was surprised at his words.

He's letting me go?

"You are really letting me go?"

"I am not imprisoning you. You have your legs."

She pondered, lifted her chest high, and told him before heading for the door, "I'll pretend this didn't happen."

The man quietly added as she turned to leave, "The lawyer's letter will be served tomorrow after you walk out of the door."

That stopped her in her tracks. She stood rooted to the spot, her spine tensing from shock and fear.

This man was undoubtedly serious.

Can I win?

Can I fight against the Mu family?

She was powerless against such a mighty conglomerate.

His lips glaringly arched into a deep and provoking smile.

He knew her too well. He knew she would be unable to walk out of this door.