His black hair was messy. His bathrobe was wide open, and a blonde was kneeling in front of him. Her pink lips were wandering about his strong chest.
He glanced over with his long and narrow eyes. There was nonchalance and abhorrence, and it was particularly obvious how he detested the world.
Looking at this very familiar face, Lin Wanwan suddenly felt he was a stranger. "Si Han…"
Lu Zhanbei looked at her for a long time. "You know him?"
Lin Wanwan barely squeezed out a smile. "One of the most famous artist managers. How can I not know him?"
Si Han smiled lightly, but that smile did not reach his eyes. "I haven't been an artist manager for two years."
"…"
Lin Wanwan stared blankly at him, not knowing what to say.
They used to talk about everything under the sun before.
She did not understand what had happened for her manager and good friend to have become so indulgent.
