Is this all an act? Can she really fake it this well?
"You didn't see that female tyrant's gaze. If I didn't pretend my leg was broken, I probably would've ended up with a really broken leg," said Wang Dadong as he rolled his eyes.
"Brother Wang, you truly are my idol..." Yang Jian's eyes actually sparkled with little stars as he looked at Wang Dadong.
Wang Dadong patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, about to say, don't idolize me, I'm just a legend, when suddenly his phone in his pocket rang.
He took it out and saw that it was the Female CEO calling.
To answer or not to answer, that is the question.
Damn it, whether you stick your head out and get one knife or shrink it back and get another, you're dead either way. It's already like this, do whatever you want.
He immediately pressed the answer button.
"Wang Dadong..." On the phone, the Female CEO's icy voice came through.
