Jiang Nan's voice was full of grievance, her big watery eyes mistily staring at him.
However, facing Jiang Nan's little expression, Zhang Chen just smiled: "I don't know you? You're the kind of woman who won't give up until you achieve your goal. How could you so easily leave in a huff."
In his previous life, he hadn't dated many, but definitely not too few, and he had experienced quite a few tactics women use to manipulate men.
Jiang Nan, although quite skilled in manipulation, was still far from those top-notch tea masters of the 21st century.
"You heartless man, I've come to this and you still won't coax me." Jiang Nan stomped her foot in anger, turned around, and walked back to Zhang Chen: "I have something I want to ask Zhong Xiang for help with, seeing how you have an extraordinary relationship with him, could you put in a good word for me?"
"No way!" Zhang Chen mercilessly refused: "A woman who looks down on me, I have no reason to help her."
