Jian Fengchi's peach blossom eyes were magnificent. With a flick of his slender fingers, a piece of paper appeared at his fingertips. "Why are you in such a hurry? I've always kept my promises. I won't go back on my words."
Mu Hongyu took the piece of paper and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, she was stunned. "This contract isn't right! Why isn't my handprint on it?"
At a glance, there was nothing wrong with this contract, but it was missing her most important handprint.
Jian Fengchi fanned himself. "Oh, I copied this when I was free previously. Naturally, it doesn't have your handprint."
Mu Hongyu: "…What did you say!?"
She gritted her teeth and widened her almond-shaped eyes as she stared at Jian Fengchi.
Jian Fengchi tactfully took a step back. "Ahem. Previously, I only said that I would give you the contract. I didn't say which one."
"Of course, I want the real one!" Mu Hongyu raised her voice. What is going on?!
