"-ng! Ah'Cheng!!" Luo Cheng was dragged out of the staring contest -it wasn't exactly a contest, as the other person looked utterly disinterested- by the voice of his assistant.
Turning to the side, he was met with the sight of the said assistant glaring in exasperation at him and the other's eyes seemed to be saying, 'Strike while the iron is hot!' =⁰𝟶⁰=
Luo Cheng: "..." This guy Qin Mu– everything was good about him except that he was prone to occasional bouts of intense flights of fancy. This was ok on normal days, but today though…
Luo Cheng indifferently glanced at the little actress and her agent and politely nodded his head before turning to stare at the neatly stacked wine bottles on display to the side. While he was at it, he conveniently pretended not to hear the light, warning cough from Qin Mu.
Qin Mu whose hints were passed over just like that: "..."
