Zheng Tianming had said it many times previously, but she did not believe him.
She would not believe it unless she experienced it in front of Han Zhuoli.
When she saw Han Zhuoli, she still felt that with her looks, she should be attractive enough.
It was not like she wanted to do anything with Han Zhuoli. They could just toy with each other. She already presented herself to him. Would he still reject her?
However, now, at least for now, Lu Qi would not dare to harbor such thoughts anymore.
She finally heeded Han Zhuoli's words.
Han Zhuoli could seal her future right before her eyes to make her give up.
So she would definitely not dare to not listen to the threat from Han Zhuoli.
However, the art of pretense that ran deep in her blood was not something she could change so easily.
