Shi Su's eyes were calm: "He offered, I didn't take it."
Jun immediately raised her eyebrows: "Oh, so you don't want to cut off contact."
Shi Su: "?"
"It's not that, I didn't!"
Jun snickered: "Don't explain to me. In my eyes, in this vast Jiang City, many people want to see him but can't, the mighty president of Yu Jing Group treats you differently. You can't say he's at your beck and call, but if you send him a message, he'll definitely find time to reply."
"Impossible."
"Shi Su, he likes you."
"...Impossible!"
"Your eyes flickered just now, do you know deep down?"
"No, I'm not aware, and it's definitely impossible."
As Shi Su spoke, she couldn't stop the scene of that night in the Jing Family's old house bathtub from flashing in her mind, unable to shake it off.
But that was just because they were both drunk!
It wasn't just her who drank that night; Mr. Jing's vintage wine was so strong!
Jun chuckled confidently: "Want to make a bet?"
