Xie Xiaoyu felt an uncontrollable wave of anger swell up within her as she heard Sun Shaozheng propose a toast with their arms interlocked, a traditional gesture of intimate celebration.
At the same time, she was deeply disappointed in both Liang, the agent, and Yan Weirong. These two, who usually didn't seem too bad, turned out to be so opportunistic at the critical moment, clearly trying to curry favor with Sun Shaozheng by using her.
She shook her head and said, "Sun Shao, I'm sorry, I can toast a glass to you, but I won't drink with our arms locked. I understand what you're thinking, and I've made it clear to you, we are not possible. I hope you won't waste your efforts on me anymore."
Sun Shao's originally excited expression froze, and then darkened considerably. He had been rejected by Xie Xiaoyu many times before, making his fury unbearable—a mere star's life assistant daring to throw shade at him, so ungrateful that she didn't know a good thing when she saw it!
