"Can we change the method?"
Mu Bai stared intently, recognizing the familiar features on her face, especially those clear, beautiful eyes.
Indeed, Wen Jiaren looked back at him, "What, thinking of using money to compensate me again?"
As she spoke those words, a brilliant idea flashed through Wen Jiaren's mind.
After asking, she gave him a mocking look, took out her phone, and fiddled with it, treating him as if he were invisible.
Mu Bai was not angry, "Aside from this matter, any other requests that I can fulfill, I agree to them all."
"Alright."
Wen Jiaren nodded, folding her arms, "I remember last time at the hospital, I joked that I wanted half of your fortune. Since you always talk about compensating me, let's calculate it."
"Knowing you for so long, I've saved your life twice, once at a primary school swimming pool, and once when you had a car accident racing. Tell me, how much are these worth?"
