Mo Nanze took Lu Yinfeng's hand and stood up, walking out.
Meanwhile, Mo Qianyan, watching their departing figures, lowered his gaze as if deep in thought.
"Hey!" Mo Qianyan suddenly called out to Mo Nanze and Lu Yinfeng, "You just want me to play the role of a good father in front of Mo Sinian, right? Fine!"
Hearing this, Lu Yinfeng stopped in her tracks.
She was very curious about what Mo Qianyan was up to.
"You don't know how many young actors I've slept with over the years, and I've seen those peopled act," Mo Qianyan said, standing up and speaking offhandedly, "I can cooperate with your performance, but you have to pay me, right? Little Uncle, you understand this the best!"
Utterly shameless.
Lu Yinfeng couldn't bear to look at Mo Qianyan another time, for fear she might feel so disgusted that she would vomit.
"It's possible," Mo Nanze said indifferently, "as long as you can act the part well, remuneration won't be a problem."