"When you come, make sure to burst in suddenly. I'll quietly leave the door ajar for you."
"You should also be a little more proactive and slightly bolder. After all, Mi is a woman; you can't expect her to make the first move, right?"
Pang Di, the director, was officially online, typing quickly and giving Lu Liang the detailed instructions as if arranging a scene.
While chatting, she suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of loss.
Clearly, Lu Liang was her lover, so why was she sharing him with someone else? The worst part was that she was helping make it happen. The thought almost brought tears to her eyes.
"I feel more at a loss. After all, I have no experience with this kind of thing, and if not handled properly, it might ruin my reputation if it gets out."
"Cut it out. Don't play innocent while taking advantage. I'll get angry. Are you there yet? Mi just went to shower; this is the best timing."
"I'm downstairs now."
