"You may not think much of me except for a convenient woman to…to f-fuck when you get the urge, but I believe that I deserve to ask this much when you told me to state my terms," Long Jinjing said.
Lu Zihao frowned but still remained silent and let her continue talking.
With teary eyes, she forced herself to look straight at Lu Zihao's eyes for the first time tonight. "I don't need your love or anything hopeless like that, Mr. Lu. I know that it's impossible between us, anyway. I'm not that desperate for a man either. After all, I'm still young and I have time. Mr. Lu, all I want is respect! That's all I'm asking for. Respect."
She looked up at the ceiling and blinked rapidly to prevent herself from embarrassing herself any further by crying like a baby.
