Being a kept woman…
It seemed so.
However—
"Men are unreliable… Ah Chuan is very reliable!"
When Ye Qingqiu, who was standing in the corner of the studio, saw this message, her calm eyes twitched.
Holding the phone, her slender fingers quickly pressed three pinyin buttons—G.U.N.
"Get lost!"
She had worked so hard here, yet she was still being fed dog food. She wanted to strangle someone to death.
Seeing Ye Qingqiu's reply, Shen Fanxing widened her eyes in disbelief.
Ye Qingqiu was actually so rude.
Moreover, she had been told to get lost.
She could understand how she felt when she called Bo Jinchuan a "bandit".
She couldn't accept it.
Sighing, Shen Fanxing got out of bed and entered the bathroom.
After washing up, she went to the study to sort out her recent work and temporary work arrangements.
