Ou Linlin exhaled a puff of smoke, the corners of her lips slightly upturned, her bright eyes suffused with a faint smile.
"Director Sun, our Ye Shu is a bit crude—if she has angered your friend, that would be unfortunate. How about this, I'll go and apologize to your friend on her behalf, how does that sound?"
"You want to replace her? Do you think that's appropriate?"
Sun Nanjue, upon hearing Ou Linlin's enthusiastic offer of apology, was quite moved, though he couldn't quite place the feeling—he just really felt like accepting her proposal.
Ou Linlin's expression changed subtly. Despite her high acting skills, she inevitably struggled to maintain her composure in front of the man she liked.
The more she felt that way, the more enchantingly she smiled, her eyes sparkling as if wearing colored contacts, "Whether it's appropriate or not is just a matter for you to decide, isn't it, Director Sun?"
