At the door, Lin Jiamu suddenly stopped, and when he turned around, he saw Tang Miao's sinister face, full of calculation.
He narrowed his eyes, "So, this is your real purpose?"
Tang Miao's expression changed slightly and she said, "Jiamu, no, I want to win you back."
Lin Jiamu looked at her, a trace of mockery in his eyes.
"You really haven't changed a bit."
Tang Miao's expression became somewhat unnatural, as if suddenly her clothes had been stripped off, exposing her completely to him.
She gritted her teeth and said, "As long as you stay with me, I will come forward to help clarify things for you, and I will always keep your secret."
"Secret? What secret?" Lin Jiamu chuckled, "There's no secret, feel free to blow the whistle."
Tang Miao's face darkened slightly, "Aren't you afraid your fans will find out about your past?"
"Compared to the truth being exposed, I'm more afraid of being extorted by parasites like you." Lin Jiamu looked indifferent.
