What kind of beauty hasn't Shen Dang seen before?
Even with universally acknowledged top-tier looks before him, he showed no reaction.
Let alone the piece of trash before him!
Seated in his chair, Shen Dang's dark eyes coldly surveyed Jian Yi, casting a disdainful look from above, despite being seated.
His oppressive aura felt almost suffocating, his voice calm and devoid of any fluctuation as he said, "I'm giving you two minutes."
Shen Dang glanced at his watch, his eyes chilly, emotionless.
Those eyes, which usually seemed full of affection when he looked at people, were now utterly indifferent.
"You want to blackball me?" Jian Yi bit her lip, irritated by Shen Dang's indifferent manner, "By what right do you blackball me?"
He responded arrogantly, "Thirty seconds have passed."
"Those photos weren't uploaded to Weibo by me; I have no idea what's going on."
Denial seemed the best course of action.
