C1 The Filth of the Human Heart

"Nian, when you sign the contract, we'll get married."

The phone in Mu Sichen's pocket buzzed. He glanced at it, turned off the screen and put it back.

"Okay."

He nodded with a smile.

The old lady in the next bed was smiling and nibbling an apple. "Boy, you're a man to be trusted! Really, I've never seen a girlfriend with bad eyes willing to marry her