"Silly girl!" Han Cihui shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "I gave you my business card the first time I saw you. Do you really think my purpose is just wanting you to act as the female lead in my next movie?"
Jia Qiulian laughed lightly, "Of course, I don't."
She bit her lip and looked up at Han Cihui. From her angle, she could only see the side of his face, but she still thought he was very handsome.
"From the moment you gave me your business card, I knew you wanted to chase me. Back then, you even used the old-fashioned way. I thought you were so cute!"
"Old?" Han Cihui frowned and looked at her. When he saw her smiling at him, he lowered his head in annoyance and slowly bit her nose. "Do you think my ways are very old?"
"Aiya!" Jia Qiulian, who was in pain, quickly ducked to the side. She touched her nose and pouted angrily. "Your methods are so ancient! If I hadn't checked the Internet, I would think you are a liar."
