"You don't need to come tonight; just have Linda come to pick it up," Su Junhao replied coldly.
"Yes." Lin Ziyang nodded and backed out; he was really bewildered, completely unaware of where Su's anger was coming from. He hadn't done anything wrong, had he?
In the end, he could only come to one conclusion: rich people are just weird.
After Lin Ziyang left, Su Junhao curled his lips into a smile at Jian Yanyan, plopped down on the sofa, and asked with a grin, "So, have you taken a liking to my Assistant?"
Though Su Junhao was smiling, Jian Yanyan could clearly see a hint of anger and a creepy vibe on his face. Why was that?
She felt embarrassed and shrank back into the sofa.
"Speak up, have you taken a fancy to him? If you tell me the truth, maybe I can help you." Su Junhao continued to speak with a smile.
Jian Yanyan's eyes lit up as she asked, "Really?"
