Watching Shen Liangchuan's leaving figure, Qiao Lian was so annoyed that she felt like vomiting blood.
Would it hurt to say a few more words?
If she went to the villa tonight, she wondered what crazy things this man would do!
So… should she go?
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Shen Liangchuan walked out of the private room and met Song Cheng, who was walking over carrying the fruit platter in his hands.
When he saw Shen Liangchuan, he was stunned. "Wow, why did the interview end so fast?"
Shen Liangchuan kept silent and continued walking with the script in his hands.
Song Cheng took larger steps to catch up, and both of them entered another room beside them.
Shen Liangchuan started reading his script while Song Chen idled. After a while Song Cheng couldn't resist his boredom and said, "Brother Shen, since you have nothing to do now, can we go home?"
Shen Liangchuan glanced at his watch saying, "There's no rush."
