Qiao Yin's tears no longer fell, and her voice was very calm, "Haven't I said that I already have a boyfriend? Don't kiss me or hug me randomly in the future. If my boyfriend sees it, he'll be unhappy. Now, can you let go of me?"
Lu Lingche looked down at her, both her eyes were red like a rabbit's, half her face exquisite and pretty, the other half swollen and purplish, and yet she looked so earnest, a bit comical but also kind of cute.
"If you said anything else, I might believe you, but if you mention a boyfriend, I don't believe a word of it. If I don't even know whether the woman I'm pursuing is single, then I might as well hand over the reins of the Corporation to someone else."
