"You have wrapped around your finger," she chided lazily.
"Because I was the first to be wrapped around your finger." Lu Heting's voice was filled with happiness. "But the next time someone says something ambiguous to you, it means they don't want their legs anymore."
Su Bei understood that he was thinking about her reputation. Female artists were most afraid of scandals. No one wanted to be embroiled in scandals, especially when it involved a second-generation heir.
Mai Shanheng had indeed made the wrong move tonight. Even if it was a joke, he could not do it with a woman like Su Huixian present, eyeing everything covetously.
