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"What is this?" Mu Qiqi was curious.

His mind was in a mess as he thought, 'Could it be that this man wants to use money to knock me out …'

"Open it and take a look!" With a wave of his hand, Mo Yan struck out again, carrying Ling Ran with him.

Mu Qiqi couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth. Hehe, it can't be that she guessed correctly, right?

However, no matter how much money this man gave her, she wouldn't sell her soul.

With this thought in mind, he opened the folder and looked at it with a sideways glance.

A file?

This made her more curious. Why would this man show her a document?

After earnestly taking out a thick stack of documents, Mu Qiqi attentively looked at them. As the contents of the documents became deeper, Mu Qiqi's clear and bright eyes became more and more shocked.

"What does that mean?"

"Literally!" Mo Yan was lazily sitting on the sofa. When he saw the exasperated look on her face, he was even more pleased with himself.

This was the effect he wanted!

"Didn't we sign it before? Why are you signing it again?"

Mu Qiqi felt like she was making a ruckus. The agreement from last time was already very detailed, but today she could even clearly write down what she could see and where she could go. She seriously suspected that this man's brain was abnormal.

"Watch carefully, this is a supplementary agreement!" His slender fingers lightly tapped on the edge of the document, and his dark eyes revealed emotions that others could not understand.

Nonsense, could it be that she didn't understand that this was a supplementary agreement?

She wanted to know why she wanted to add on. Was the previous agreement not enough?

"I don't agree!" If he showed her the document, it would be clear that he wanted her to sign it. Mu Qiqi wasn't an idiot, signing this restriction on personal freedom, it would be no different than selling herself to him. This was not the era of slavery. Why would he restrict her freedom?

"You have no choice!" The gloomy light in her eyes instantly became clear and cold. It was evident that she had been angered by the two words: Mu Qiqi didn't agree.

Mu Qi's face paled and she fiercely bit her lips, "Mr. Mo, since you're a businessman, then you should be honest. We clearly agreed on this, I'll take care of your child for two years, but you helped me find out the truth behind my grandfather's death. Now that this has happened, what do you want me to think of you?"

"Ha!" Mo Yan let out a cold laugh. His handsome face did not hide his disdain, "I think I care what you think of me?"

She bit her lips even more tightly as the hand holding the document couldn't help but increase its strength. The feeling of being threatened by someone was deeply imprinted in her heart. She felt that provoking this man from the very beginning was a mistake.

There was a saying that asking a god to come was easy, but looking at the current situation, it was not easy for her to escape after two years.

The most important thing right now was not to worry about two years, but what should he do now?

In the face of this unequal treaty, should or should not she sign it?

Seeing her hesitation, Mo Yan's cold face loosened a little. He gently waved for the waiter to serve the dishes.

He was confident that sooner or later the women would sign the contract, but lunch could not be delayed.

She was dressed in a wide gray overalls, her long hair tied behind her head, her ears loose and slightly bent. She looked at the letter of agreement with a somewhat captivating and attentive expression.

The wide work attire worn by others gave off a rustic air, giving off a somewhat high-grade feeling. This couldn't help but attract a few more glances from Viscount Mo Yan.