It hadn’t even been a week since they met through a business relationship.
All they knew about each other was probably just their names and ages.
But still, the man calmly pulled up a marriage proposal on his tablet screen and handed it over.
“Yoon Ikheon-ssi, you might as well try selling me insurance.”
“Think of it like signing up for insurance and give marriage a shot.”
“What did you say?”
“I’ll guarantee it. Go Dongmi-ssi, a secure retirement.”
He was clearly a weirdo.
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