Every time he asked a question, her scalp tingled a little more.
She didn't even know why she was so afraid of this man. Trapped by him in a corner, all her previous anger and gratitude were thrown aside as she anxiously pondered how to get through the immediate crisis. "You..." she cautiously chose her words, "You will keep your word, right? You will allow me to be a photographer, won't you?"
Lu Shifeng was so angry he almost laughed. He had cornered her for a long time, threatening and intimidating her, and yet all she was concerned about was whether he'd "let her be a photographer"? Couldn't she care about something else?
He effortlessly lifted her chin with one hand, speaking softly: "What do you think?"
Despite the softness, the dangerous tone made Su Xingyu's hairs stand on end. She forced herself to suppress her wildly beating heart, struggling to retaliate: "You can't go back on your word!"
