"Then, what do you want to do?!"

Song Mengmeng carefully moved her little penis back a little, and then even more carefully peeked at Yan Di's expression.

Judging from his appearance alone, he seemed like an extremely gentle and kind man. From his face to his eyes, if he hadn't revealed his true identity, she would have found it incredibly difficult to connect this man with the legendary Gluttonous Boss!

They just don't match at all!

After assessing the vastly unequal strength of both sides, Song Mengmeng, not daring to even breathe, continued to back down: "I, I saved you! So, so, spare me a little bit of your wealth, and we'll call it even, okay?!"

The little girl tentatively opened her mouth, hoping to save her life while also secretly getting a tiny bit of the benefit.

"So you mean my life is only worth that little bit of wealth?" Yan Di raised an eyebrow, asking the obedient little girl standing cautiously in front of him with a half-smile, "Are you implying something about me?!"

"...Of course not!" Song Mengmeng shook her head vigorously, denying it vehemently, before explaining in a low voice, "I was just thinking that I didn't really help you much. In the end, you were the one who helped me drive away that big monster. Logically speaking, you should be the one who saved me!"

How could I possibly ask you for any further compensation?!

"So, according to you, how do you plan to thank me?" Yan Di raised his hand, slowly took off his glasses, and looked down at Song Mengmeng very seriously.

Without the lens to conceal his true nature, his superficial pretense vanished instantly, and his entire demeanor underwent a complete transformation, leaving only his deep, cold eyes, which almost made Song Mengmeng explode with rage at first glance.

"I, I...you, you tell me, how should I thank you!" Song Mengmeng gritted her teeth, trying her best to stand up straight, wanting to appear more imposing and not look too timid.

"Also, you Pixiu shouldn't lie, right?" Yan Di smiled slightly and asked her gently. At the same time, he subtly suppressed his originally flamboyant aura and appeared in front of Song Mengmeng again with a gentle and harmless image.

Although the little girl is a bit slow and clumsy, she can be surprisingly vigilant at times. He can't be too hasty, or he might scare her away, which would be no fun.

"Of course!" Song Mengmeng felt confident when this was mentioned. She couldn't contain her pride and raised her head: "We Pixiu never lie!"

When facing the gluttonous boss, her honesty is a conditioned reflex, a survival instinct. She is a pitiful, weak, and helpless little beast, barely able to survive. But when it comes to not lying, that is the nature that Pixiu is most proud of!

Keeping one's word and fulfilling promises are ingrained in her bones; she would never disgrace her ancestors!

"Oh, really?!" Seemingly doubtful, Yan Di repeated the question with a hint of skepticism.

The little girl, completely oblivious to anything amiss, stubbornly nodded and repeated her insistence: "That's right, I will never lie to you about what I promised!"

"Then I'm relieved. I was worried you'd deny what you just said about me being your husband!" Yan Di seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, looking at the stunned, petrified girl, and silently curled the corners of his lips: "You know, what we Taotie hate most is being lied to!"