Chapter 50: Are You Keeping Me as A Mistress?

An Mu smiled and waved at the man. “Little Uncle, if there’s nothing else, then I’ll see you around.”

She turned around, but he caught her shoulder.

An Mu turned back and saw a black gold card appear in front of her.

An Mu’s eyes lighted up instantly.

A black gold card was a privilege credit card owned only by the wealthiest people in the world.

According to what she experienced in the An family years ago, her father had a black gold card that all of them wanted to frame up for protection.

An Mu could not imagine how big an amount of money that could be withdrawn from that card.

Her eyes glowed as she looked at the card. With this card, she could even regain part of the An family company’s shares!

While swallowing her saliva, An Mu turned back and looked at Feng Xiao. “W-What does this mean?”

Feng Xiao’s cold and enchanting voice murmured. “Do you want it?”

An Mu immediately nodded crazily.

Feng Xiao handed the card to her. “There.”

“Mine?” An Mu pointed at herself and could not believe that this level of freebie would come to her.

Feng Xiao nodded again and put the card into An Mu’s hands.

An Mu immediately thought of the reasons why he would do that. “You… You want to keep me as a mistress?”

Feng Xiao’s eyes narrowed. “Whatever you think.”

An Mu swallowed again. “So, what do you want from me?”

She took a step back, covered her chest, and said in a very tangled tone, “Ten times a night in various positions?”

This… Should she obey or not?

However, this guy could not do it ten times every night, right?

He would have issues with his kidney if he did so!

Feng Xiao shook his head and stood there arrogantly as usual. He spoke in an indistinct, charming and alluring voice, “As long as you promise me one thing.”

‘A promise?’

An Mu almost agreed to him immediately!

However, she suddenly felt alerted. “Don’t tell me you want me to obey all your requests in the future.”

‘This isn’t a promise. Those are a lot of promises!’

She was not stupid!

Feng Xiao narrowed his eyes. “Don’t join showbiz.”

‘Don’t join showbiz?’

An Mu was stunned.

Looking down, she saw the gold card in her hand.

Looking up, she saw Feng Xiao’s wicked look.

With money and such a wicked yet handsome and charming man in hand, anyone should be content.

Especially for a woman like her, someone who barely gained any skills since young; this was considered the best life.

An Mu laughed in self-mockery and put the black gold card back in Feng Xiao’s hand. “Little Uncle, thank you for your kindness.”

“You don’t want it?” Feng Xiao’s face was calm, but An Mu felt a chilling vibe from him.

Knowing that he would be unhappy if she nodded, she still gritted her teeth and did it anyway.

Feng Xiao’s voice became cold and angry. “You act for money, don’t you?”

“Yes,” An Mu said without hesitation. “But it’s not all about money.”

Feng Xiao narrowed his eyes. He was filled with anger as he asked, “So what’s it about?”

‘What’s it about?’

There was no way for her to tell him that she hoped to retaliate against his brother’s family and make those who once ridiculed, laughed, and looked down on her bow down before her.

Well, there was another reason…

An Mu pressed her lips tightly and did not speak.

Feng Xiao went forward again; his head slightly lowered.

The distance between the two was minimal, and An Mu could feel his breathing.

His body had a breath of freshness that mixed with a touch of tobacco—it smelled very good. This made An Mu feel captivated; it was as if her brain was being invaded.