Shen Lan chuckled, picking up where He Songquan left off, "Not at all! I have regrets now. We humans should seize opportunities when they present themselves."
"Such a great opportunity back then, why did we settle for so little? Honey, I think we are too kind-hearted. Next time something like this happens, we shouldn't play the good guys."
As she spoke, Shen Lan snaked an arm through Cheng Yanqing's.
She leaned on Cheng Yanqing's shoulder, laughing charmingly.
After finishing her sentence, she dismissively left He Songquan behind.
Cheng Yanqing understood her intention and naturally played along.
Watching their departing figures, He Songquan clenched his palm, veins throbbing on the back of his hand. He even contemplated getting rid of Shen Lan.
Shen Lan, we'll see!
...
Upon reaching the door to their studio, Shen Lan tried to extricate her hand from Cheng Yanqing's grip. But Cheng Yanqing held on tightly, puzzling Shen Lan, "We've reached the studio door, Cheng Yanqing!"
