"Mr. Mo, shouldn't a man enjoy having such a beautiful woman like me offer herself to him?"
"Besides, what happened last night was a complete accident. As a woman, I didn't ask you to take responsibility for me, so I certainly won't take responsibility for you," An Yiruo said firmly.
Mo Jingchen carefully examined An Yiruo: "Hmm, she is indeed quite good-looking."
"Since Mr. Mo has admitted that he has not suffered a loss, then we will each go our separate ways in a moment, and from now on we will be even."
“No,” Mo Jingchen shook his head, then continued, “Even so, you still need to take responsibility for me, or… I need to take responsibility for you.”
An Yiruo felt a surge of anger, wondering if Mr. Mo Jingchen's hearing was failing due to his advanced age.
I've made it so clear that I don't need him to take responsibility, so what is he so insistent on?
“Before last night, we were two strangers. We can’t tie two strangers together just because of what happened last night,” An Yiruo advised.
Why not?
An Yiruo was so angry at Mo Jingchen's words that she almost vomited blood. How could this old man be so stubborn?
Just as the two were at an impasse, the doorbell rang.
Mo Jingchen got up to open the door.
When he returned, he had two bags in his hands.
He tossed one of them to An Yiruo: "Put this on, I'll be waiting for you in the living room."
After saying that, Mo Jingchen walked out of the bedroom, making sure to close the door before leaving.
An Yiruo looked at the contents of the bag; it contained a complete set of women's items plus a white dress.
He thought to himself that his friend was really thoughtful, having prepared so much.
An Yiruo walked into the bathroom, the marks on her body reminding her of the madness of the previous night.
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