Anjue crossed his arms and leaned back on the sofa, his eyes fixed on Ye Xiaoyu's face. When she chatted with Shen Yan, she was completely unguarded, her face showing an innocent and joyful expression. Actually, it's good this way, with Shen Yan here, he also has some leverage.
At least, earlier she took the initiative.
Even though, he didn't like her smiling at Shen Yan.
"Okay."
Shen Yan's hand shook, and the powder compact in her hand fell to the ground. Her mouth formed an O shape, staring at Anjue in disbelief: "Boss An... Boss An, you're... you're not joking, right?"
Anjue sneered, "I never joke."
"I was joking!" Shen Yan meekly dared not accept, "I can't handle even half of the orders from your entertainment company! If you're serious, just give me a tenth, and I'd be incredibly grateful, incredibly grateful!"
