Zimo looked at Mu Lingchuan and shook her head.
She didn't mind compensating him, but she had never thought of doing it this way.
But how could he record the video, how could he be so cruel?
She bit her lip, her face showing a mix of anger and grievance.
Mu Lingchuan coughed lightly, his face as stern as hers, using anger to mask his own guilty conscience.
"I was afraid you'd deny everything once awake, I must keep this evidence forever."
"Otherwise, how would I know if you might just run away someday? If I have to collect debts, I wouldn't even know where to start."
"I am not an irresponsible person," Zimo said coldly.
"Good to know you understand responsibility, follow what I say from now on," Mu Lingchuan was uncompromising.
But to avoid pushing her too hard and provoking her to resist, he added a few more words.
"However, I promise you, I'll try my best to prevent Xiaxia from seeing through our relationship."
