Xi Mohan turned his head to look at Ning Yan'er, whose face was distinctly unpleased. He merely furrowed his brows slightly before speaking indifferently to her, "Yan'er, I've explained everything to you before. The whole matter is a result of our own issues. Whatever compensation you want, you can speak to my assistant. I will try my best to satisfy your demands."
"Compensation?" Ning Yan'er, upon hearing this word, burst out laughing in fury, her face twisted with a hint of mockery as she glanced at Ning Wan and then at Xi Mohan, her voice laced with gritted teeth, "I didn't realize we had any problems. Haven't we been living well together abroad all these years? The moment you return, you propose to annul our engagement, dismissing me with the phrase 'incompatible personalities.' What exactly do you take me for, Xi Mohan?"
