Even if he tried again, he wouldn't get anything out of it.
With a cold furrow of his brows, he walked out.
So the other two in the living room felt the displeasure emanating from him.
"What's wrong, has Lu Ke—?" Zhao Wensheng asked with a look toward Old Yao.
Old Yao helplessly shook his head: One look at this situation, and you could tell Jun Ye had kicked against his sister's stubbornness and was sulking on his own.
"Wensheng." Lu Jun crossed his legs, this matter was clearly not over, and said to Zhao Wensheng, "I know you've learned a bit of hypnotism in America."
Zhao Wensheng was refreshingly straightforward, readily responding, "Wherever Lu Ke needs my service, just give the word."
