"Are you willing to be my tenant?"
"I..."
Song Yiyi's cherry lips parted slightly, instinctively hugging her arms around herself, like a little girl suddenly bereft of support, lost and helpless.
Seeing her like this, Su Lin decisively slapped his forehead and directly summoned the House Title Deed.
He didn't hesitate any longer, suddenly reaching out with undeniable force, grabbing Song Yiyi's slender wrist.
"Ah!" Song Yiyi exclaimed in surprise, unprepared.
Without giving her a chance to refuse, Su Lin pressed her hand onto the House Title Deed, his tone resolute:
"Since your sister entrusted you to me, there's no need to ask you anymore. Now, immediately, become my tenant!"
The pages flashed with light as Song Yiyi's information was instantly imprinted on the tenant page.
"You!"
Song Yiyi looked up abruptly, her eyes wide as she glanced at Su Lin, ready to voice her loud protest. But as their eyes met, the words got stuck in her throat.
