Chapter 4 The Deal
The next day, I finally met Sheng Yan.
Even though I had mentally prepared myself, I was still stunned by his features.
Sheng Yichuan was already very good-looking.
His older brother was even more striking.
It took me a full five seconds to sit down.
"Hello, I am Sheng Yan."
Unexpectedly, he directly revealed his identity.
"Sheng Yichuan's older brother."
"Hello. Why didn't Sheng Yichuan come?"
"He had something to do. I came to handle it for him today."
Sheng Yan placed a document and a bank card in front of me.
"This is a property in the city and five million in deposits—"
"Stop." I cut him off. "You're not going to tell me to take the five million and leave your brother, are you?"
Sheng Yan paused, his expression cool.
"The original intention of the Marriage Agreement was to ensure Miss Chen lives without worries for the rest of her life. I believe cash flow and real estate can achieve that, and they are more reliable than the Marriage Agreement."
"I agree."
Sheng Yan nodded. "Good. Then please sign."
This was the heir specially trained by the Sheng family?
Decisive and never sloppy.
But today, I wanted to drag this out.
I looked up and smiled at him.
"By the way, why was the Marriage Agreement made with your younger brother instead of you?"
From his look, the question didn't seem to matter to him, but out of courtesy he still answered.
"Because Sheng Yichuan is the same age as you."
"Then how old are you?"
"Seven years older than both of you."
"Are you single?"
"Miss Chen, this has nothing to do with today's topic."
"Answer me and I'll sign."
"...I am single."
I curled my lips and winked at him.
He subconsciously avoided my gaze.
"Sign quickly."
I pretended to pick up the pen, then suddenly said, "Ah."
"Is this all the compensation? It's too little..."
"What else do you want? You can ask."
Even though he said that, Sheng Yan's expression turned cold.
Right. He hated materialistic, gold-digging women the most.
I looked him up and down.
188 centimeters, dressed in a tailored suit, with long, elegant fingers.
A high and mighty urban elite.
Never tried before.
I smiled softly and said,
"Simple. You sleep with me for one night."