Lu Man looked at him quietly, waiting patiently for his explanation.
At this moment, this tiny, little girl who was much smaller and shorter than him had a strange, imposing aura.
Han Zhuoli instantly softened, like someone afraid of their wife.
"I met Bai Shuangshuang at the entrance of the hotel today. In a moment of negligence, she burrowed her way into the car, begging me not to ban her from the entertainment industry."
As to how she begged, Han Zhuoli didn't say anything but Lu Man could still guess it.
Immediately, a gush of anger rushed up to her brain.
Previously, Bai Shuangshuang targeted her, tarnished her reputation, insulted her, but Lu Man was never that angry. She just had her revenge on her convenience, to let Bai Shuangshuang know that she's neither a softie nor a pushover who anyone could easily mess with.
But, back then she was actually not angry, she never was.
