Yanyan's eyes widened, "No way."
She ran to the window, and sure enough, she saw a perfect gentleman leaning lazily against an Audi R8, standing there without a hint of impatience.
She looked at Su Junhao, and then at the man downstairs, her mind filled with all kinds of imaginations, oh my god, a story of two wealthy men fighting over one woman, how wonderful.
"Director Jian is so lucky!" She clasped her hands over her chest, looking completely mesmerized.
Yang Qian glared at her lightly and whispered, "Idiot."
"Let go." Jian Yanyan said coldly to Su Junhao again.
"Jian Yanyan, that Ning Yang isn't as simple as you think. He has other motives for you." Su Junhao spoke, his brows furrowed. He had never been able to find information on that man.
Jian Yanyan laughed, "I only got together with him through a match-making, what could he possibly want from me? Do you think I have anything worth scheming over?"
