Chapter 1100

Zimo looked at Mu Lingchuan and shook her head.

She didn’t mind compensating him, but she had never thought of doing it this way.

But how could he record the video, how could he be so cruel?

She bit her lip, her face showing a mix of anger and grievance.

Mu Lingchuan coughed lightly, his face as stern as hers, using anger to mask his own guilty conscience.

“I was afraid you’d deny everything once awake, I must keep this evidence forever.”

“Otherwise, how would I know if you might just run away someday?

If I have to collect debts, I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

“I am not an irresponsible person,” Zimo said coldly.

“Good to know you understand responsibility, follow what I say from now on,” Mu Lingchuan was uncompromising.

But to avoid pushing her too hard and provoking her to resist, he added a few more words.

“However, I promise you, I’ll try my best to prevent Xiaxia from seeing through our relationship.”

What she cared about most was Xiaxia, and Mu Lingchuan was clear about it.

Using Xiaxia as bait was most fitting.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, the anger in Zimo’s eyes visibly faded a lot.

But she was still reluctant, how could she let herself be trapped forever just because of one mistake?

“It seems you really lack a sense of responsibility and compassion,” Mu Lingchuan saw through her thoughts instantly.

This girl was actually very innocent; besides martial arts and a few friends, her world was probably empty.

Whatever she thought, her face always gave it away immediately.

Guessing what she was thinking was not difficult at all.

Mu Lingchuan was finding more and more that keeping her by his side might not be a bad thing.

Having tasted passion and desire, he couldn’t possibly remain abstinent like a monk in the future.

With her by his side, at least, he could have some “meat” from time to time.

He realized his thoughts were quite bastardly, but, that was what he thought.

“Since it pains me so much, then I might as well send the video to Xiaxia, see what she has to say.”

“No, Mr. Mu, I agree, I’ll do as you say.”

Zimo, in her urgency, didn’t notice the fleeting sly sparkle in Mu Lingchuan’s eyes, still fretting inside.

Although hesitant, compared to letting Xiaxia know about this, she would rather suffer herself than make Xiaxia sad.

What would Xiaxia do if she knew that she had forced her brother in such a brutal way?

Would she be upset?

Disappointed?

Would it affect her days in the Mu family?

“Can you really guarantee that no one will find out about our situation?”

This time looking at Mu Lingchuan, there was no anger in her eyes, just eagerly waiting for his promise.

Yet Mu Lingchuan leaned against the car door, raising an eyebrow: “I can’t guarantee.”

“You…” she clenched her lip, her gaze intense.

Mu Lingchuan raised his eyebrow again: “All I can say is, I’ll try to keep it hidden for you, but I can’t guarantee that it won’t be seen through.”

“If it really does get seen through, then it’s just bad luck.”

“No, Xiaxia must not know,” that was absolutely impossible.

But actually, she also knew deep down that secrets can’t be kept forever; still, she couldn’t understand why she was pushed to this extent?

“I’ll try my best.” He couldn’t push her too hard, in case she crazed out and ran off, he wasn’t sure.

These things, better dealt with slowly.

Better to leave future matters for the future.