<h4>Chapter 1352: Chapter 1365</h4>


    The girl, shocked, looked at Young Master Nangong, "What did you say?"


    Spending five million to have her satisfy his needs anytime, anywhere—how is that different from being kept?


    The girl, angry, red at Young Master Nangong, "What if I say no?"


    Young Master Nangong lounged on the sofa, almost like a rogue, "Even if you disagree, there’s nothing you can do. It’s in as day in ck and white; do you really want to back out?"


    "This agreement was signed when I was not clear-headed! It’s not valid at all!"


    Young Master Nangong’s lips curled slightly, confidently looking at the girl, "I have a video here. Would you like to take a look before making a decision?"


    The girl paused in bafflement, "What video? What do you mean by this?"


    Young Master Nangong shook his head slightly, "It’s nothing, really; just thought the video I shot yesterday was kind of funny. I think you should take a look first."


    The girl pressed her lips tightly, ring at Young Master Nangong, "I don’t want to see it!"


    As she spoke, she grabbed her bag preparing to leave, her face full of anger. She hadn’t expected to run into such an idiot here.


    Young Master Nangong swiftly stepped forward, blocking her, "What, you’ve taken advantage and now want to shirk responsibility?"


    The girl, filled with fury, stared at Young Master Nangong, "Are you seriously crazy? I haven’t used you of rape, and you actually want me to marry you! Are you out of your mind?"


    The girl was beyond irritated, biting her lip, ring at Young Master Nangong as if wanting to tear him apart.


    Clearly, when she opened her eyes and realized she’d lost her virginity and was inexplicably told she’d signed some kind of contract selling herself, how could she ept this!


    The more the girl thought about it, the angrier she became; she was almost about to explode!


    But Young Master Nangong merely smiled lightly, walked up to the girl, and said, "Since you don’t trust me, I really have to show you this video."


    As he spoke, Young Master Nangong pulled out his phone, found a video among its contents, and handed it to the girl.


    In the video, two people were cuddled together intimately, and seeing the scene, the girl was noticeably stunned—wasn’t this her and this man?


    What shamed her even more was that she was the one clinging to Young Master Nangong!


    Watching herself in the video, pouting and clumsily pecking Young Master Nangong’s face like a dragonfly skimming water—and each time, he disdainfully wiped off the saliva she left on him.


    She even pouted, aggrieved, demanding Young Master Nangong not wipe!


    The girl was utterly bewildered.


    In the video, staff hurried over but stopped dumbfounded at the door for quite a while before finally moving forward, lightly coughing, interrupting their intimate moment.


    "Young people these days, so unsophisticated—summoned at the weekend just to watch you perform a live show?"


    The staff couldn’t help curiously observing the girl in Young Master Nangong’s arms.


    Her doll-like porcin face was pale and clean, under her nicely arched brows were two big round and bright eyes, her cherry mouth looked as if water might drip from it.


    Seeing him appraise her, the girl suddenly broke into a grin, revealing a little tiger tooth, adorably rabbit-like, she shouted to the staff, "Uncle, we’re getting married."


    Getting married?


    The staff was taken aback and shifted their inquiring gaze to Young Master Nangong, who shook his head, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.


    "Stop fooling around,e down." Young Master Nangong ordered the girl with a slightly impatient tone, as his previously good temper had been nearly ground away, his wless hands unsping her arms from around his neck.


    The girl wasn’t having it, pouting as she red angrily, "Yan Jinxuan! I just gave you my first kiss, you better take responsibility!"


    Saying this, she tightened her grip around Young Master Nangong’s neck.


    Young Master Nangong narrowed his eyes, a dangerous gleam shot from his deep amber eyes, the previously curbed displeasure red out again.


    Responsibility? First kiss?


    Suddenly, Young Master Nangong chuckled yfully, his lips turning up with a faintly wicked charm that made the girl dizzy, "Alright, I’ll take responsibility."


    When Young Master Nangong said this, the girl in his arms visibly shivered, her face reddened to a deep flush as she buried it in his chest, then a soft voice floated out from his chest, "Really?"


    Young Master Nangong chuckled lightly, nodding towards the staff.


    The staff, unable to resist, stepped forward to ask, "Young Master Nangong, it has to be voluntary from both sides, you know."


    After all, the girl in his arms clearly seems drunk, not even realizing who it is holding her.


    Young Master Nangong patted the girl in his arms, and she resolutely told the staff she was willing, a hundred, a thousand times over. Worried Young Master Nangong might go back on his word, she even took out her phone to record it.


    However, why did he call himself Nangong Yunxi instead of Yan Jinxuan? The girl’s mind was in a jumble, but she waved it off; it wasn’t important, what mattered was they’d registered.


    Young Master Nangong suddenly took the phone away, coldly smiling as he looked at the girl, "Well? Do you have anything else to say now?"


    Clenching her lips tightly, her cheeks flushed red, the girl realized that without the video, she wouldn’t have known she was so daring.


    "We met on the street yesterday, but you insisted on dragging me to register, and this registration form—it’s also something you forced me to sign. So, what now, are you trying to back out?"


    Young Master Nangong’s cunning eyes sparkled with a faint sheen, his lips curved with a few degrees of wicked charm, "Do you have anything else to say now?"


    "Well..." The girl was thoroughly tangled up, hanging her head down, not expecting the truth of things to be like this.


    Young Master Nangong looked at her conflicted face, smiling slightly, and said, "You really don’t need to put yourself in a bind. I’ll give you time to think, but you only have three days. After three days, I’ll be going back to the country, and by then, regret will be toote."


    With that, he turned to leave, but at the door, he turned back to the girl and said, "Oh right, I know given your current circumstances, it seems you’re unable to return home. If you agree to my terms, I can arrange for you to return home to see your family immediately."


    Young Master Nangong gestured at the table, "My business card is on it. Once you’ve made up your mind, give me a call—remember, you only have three days."


    With that, regardless of what the girl said, he directly exited and left.


    Standing alone in the room, the girl was momentarily stunned. Turning to look at the tea table, there indeed was a business card on it; she went over, picked it up, and nced at the name written on it, clearly jolted, "Nangong Yunxi?"