Chapter 158: Chapter 117 Bullying

The night wind carries with it a tranquil floral scent.

If Chunyu Yan's upward-curving lips weren't so irritating, Feng Yun might almost have believed he was sincere...

No matter which type, after all, he's like a wealth-bringer.

Feng Yun seriously asked, "Is Yunchuan so in need of money? Princely Heir, selling yourself isn't as profitable as selling Graphite?"

Chunyu Yan's gaze grew dark.

"Are you trying to say I'm not as profitable as Graphite?"

"Not at all. Based on Crown Prince Chunyu's looks, you'd be worth at least twice that of Graphite, plus some."

Chunyu Yan's chest seemed to have a current of air swirling within.

But he'd been played by Feng Twelve too many times, his tolerance was quite low.

"Say something nice," Chunyu Yan looked at her unmoved, then added, "Say something nice, and this deal is done."

Feng Yun watched his arms folded across his chest, looking very much like "you must cajole me," and she laughed softly.