Ji Yu held her wrist, his eyes cold and clear.
"What can Young Master offer this servant?
Speak, so Ji Yu can hear whether the compensation is worth keeping Young Master's feminine identity in my heart forever."
Su Yan looked at him and earnestly said,
"Banknotes, land contracts, houses, fields, whatever you desire, it can all be yours."
Ji Yu's eyelids drooped for an instant,
"All these can be given to this servant?"
"Yes."
Ji Yu's lips curved into a faint smile,
"Young Master is indeed generous in his offer."
As he spoke, his grip on Su Yan's hand tightened slightly.
Su Yan sensed his barely concealed anger.
Blinking,
"Why are you angry?"
Ji Yu lifted his eyelids,
"Does Young Master think that Ji Yu, having been toyed with, should not be angry?"
Su Yan seriously argued,
"I did not play with you."
Ji Yu smiled faintly,
"When Young Master first came, you spoke with such boldness and conviction.
And you told Ji Yu that every word was sincere.
