"Got it."
Seeing her obediently promise, Ou Mingxuan nodded in satisfaction, then leaned in close to her ear, whispering ambiguously, "And don't forget my birthday gift..."
She remembered the last time she asked him what he wanted, he answered: The best gift you can give me... is yourself.
She also recalled seeing him with Zhao Anxin that day, when Zhao Anxin also asked him what he wanted.
Birthdays... besides being a medium for socialites to build alliances and connections, are undoubtedly a golden opportunity for heiresses to offer themselves to him.
Seeing her unusual expression, Ou Mingxuan asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Qin Mengying shrugged, "Nothing. Just thinking about how many birthday gifts you can accept tonight."
Ou Mingxuan was stunned for a few seconds before understanding the implication behind Qin Mengying's words, glaring at her through gritted teeth, "Tonight, I'll only accept you! And I'll take you repeatedly, over and over!"
