"Ruan Zeyan, put me down!" Ling Tianya pounded on the arm of Ruan Zeyan but it didn't seem to do much. The man still carried her to the bedside.
With one hand, Ruan Zeyan lifted the covers and gently lowered Ling Tianya onto the bed. Then, he laid down himself.
Not giving the woman a chance to escape, his long arm secured her in his embrace, "I won't do anything tonight. You can sleep peacefully."
Ruan Zeyan's voice came from behind, and his hand was only touching her lower abdomen. Ling Tianya, like a kitten, curled up closer to Ruan Zeyan's body and quickly fell asleep.
Two days later, Ling Tianya took the Zhang Ke to the headquarter of Zhiya Entertainment in the city center.
The person there receiving Ling Tianya was the deputy of the film and television department. He looked sincere, but Ling Tianya knew that it was only superficial. In the big shark tank of the entertainment circle, who didn't have a protective cover?
