"I have something to do at home," Yan Huan rose to her feet and walked to her room. "It's a private matter. I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, and I appreciate your kindness, but I cannot accept your invitation."
Yan Lixiong received a mild rebuff but he was so angry he almost threw his phone. So, you won't yield to persuasion nor to coercion? Fine, he sneered, we'll see who wins in the end.
"Yan Huan, you will beg me on your knees one day. You're willing to give up such a good chance to rise to fame? You want to be famous without taking shortcuts by yourself? I'll see how you manage that."
Yan Huan pulled the quilt over herself and lied down with her hand behind her head. Sure enough this was a path beset with difficulties, one that she had to look out for on every step. Even the slightest carelessness could cause her death.
Wolf ahead, be careful.
