Su Jia saw he was silent, her thin lips slightly curling up.
She raised her hand, playfully lifting his chin, "However, if you really can't hold back and ask me, I might soften and agree."
Lu Yanhe let out a mocking light laugh, whispering in her ear, "Jiajia, have you forgotten who was the one begging last night?"
"..."
Su Jia looked at the mischievous smile at the corner of Lu Yanhe's lips and instantly felt her face burn with the heat of a fever.
Last night she must have taken the wrong medicine, definitely!
Luckily, the soundproofing of the suite was good, otherwise, her calls last night would surely have been overheard.
Su Jia pulled a smile at the corner of her mouth in response, "Last night I was just reminding you, Mr. Lu Yanhe, you're really a beast."
She tried to hide the embarrassment and anger in her eyes, even conversations with this man had become somewhat awkward.
