All in all, the meal was a success.
Shen Lang was quite satisfied.
That damn man had seemed cold and completely unmoved, but his affection value had contradicted him and risen by 30%.
Current value: 35%.
'Tsk, how delightful.'
And the system told her that the bastard's current affection value for the female lead was... 0?
'She knew about the history between him and the female lead. For it to be 0 after all these years... he really was a cold-hearted man.'
'But that was none of her business.'
She returned to her apartment, tidied up, ate a crispy aromatic duck, practiced a set of military-style boxing, and then had a nice, long beauty sleep.
'Tsk... what a terrible life.'
*
"Liang, have you fallen for that flower vase...?"
As Liang God's manager, Li Si was practically a figurehead. He knew nothing about his artist's love life and sometimes even had to guess his schedule.
