Yan Jianming behaved all high and mighty, waiting for Lin Xiaojuan to beg. He was feeling really great, and he was sure that Lin Xiaojuan loved him. He believed that she would not change and would definitely do as he said. It was just that she was angry now.
Even if he were with other men, this silly woman would still do anything for him.
He always thought so.
"Yan Jianming, if you're so good, why would you need me to help you get any role? Speak to Director Leng yourself." Lin Xiaojuan rejected his offer instantly. She had long been numb from the pain, and her heart had turned cold. She no longer seemed to care.
She was too foolish for putting herself through all the self-torture in the past eight months. She could not see clearly.
