"I'm angry."
Shen Jing recalled Lu Siyuan's radiant smile in the promotional photo. "If it's about making money, I indeed have no say. But if it's anything else, I will be angry."
"Don't be angry." He curled his lips, sweet-talk coming easily. "It's about making money."
Utterly nonchalant. Shen Jing looked up to see his mocking, cavalier expression.
It almost convinced Shen Jing.
He's still trying to trick me. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
"You're lying to me, aren't you?"
She could genuinely feel he was deceiving her with a lie so fragile it could be easily seen through.
Making money.
The money Lu Siyuan could bring him was less than what he could earn from signing one contract in ten minutes.
How could she not have a temper? How could she not care?
But he never acknowledged her as his girlfriend.
