Lu Li looked at her with satisfaction, gently patting her face with his palm, "Ten million every two weeks, that's the highest price I've given this year, you should be satisfied."
At this moment, the young Hollywood actress had already walked nearby.
Aima knew that saying more was useless, the man in front of her was clearly no longer interested in her. If she really kept pestering him, he might actually take the money back.
Slowly standing up, she glanced at the young girl opposite her, who showed no unusual expression towards her.
"Li, can I kiss you one last time, as a beautiful ending for us?"
"But I hate your lipstick." Lu Li reached out and pulled the young girl to his side, "That's why Danni always wipes off her lipstick before she comes to see me, right?"
"Of course." The Hollywood girl named Danni smiled smugly, "A young girl's lips don't need lipstick!"
So, was she old?
Aima felt a surge of anger in her heart and stood up proudly.
