"How about we make a deal?" Yu Jingchen sat opposite her.
"What kind of deal?" She was confused.
"Marry me," Yu Jingchen said.
An Ning immediately responded with a question. "Do you want to use me as a walking blood bank for your son?"
Yu Jingchen's gaze flickered, clearly not expecting her to interpret it that way.
Although that wasn't his intention, this excuse seemed not bad either. "You could see it that way," he said.
An Ning was instantly furious. "I can't believe you're a big company CEO and still so disgustingly selfish."
How was his thinking any different from An Jiancheng's? They were all cut from the same cloth.
The type of people she detested the most were those who eyed her for her blood.
"Don't get excited, let me finish speaking," Yu Jingchen interrupted her.
His imposing presence genuinely made An Ning quiet down a bit. "What do you want to say?" she asked sarcastically.