"Would you be angry if I went up against them?"

"If you win, I won't."

Luo Shuhua was stunned, staring at him with her mouth slightly open.

Yan Wuyong coldly said, "Blow it up."

"Okay, sure."

Luo Shuhua dried her hair while Yan Wuyong went in to take a bath.

After Luo Shuhua finished playing her instrument, Yan Wuyong also came out.

Luo Shuhua, having prepared herself mentally, said, "Yan Wuyong, can you do me a favor?"

Yan Wuyong raised an eyebrow; it was rare for Luo Shuhua to ask him for help.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Luo Shuhua nervously scratched the ground with her toes.

Tell me about it.

Yan Wuyong saw a glint in Luo Shuhua's eyes.

She said, "Sheng Sheng said that my pregnancy might have been intentionally orchestrated..."

"I'll check."

Before Luo Shuhua could finish speaking, Yan Wuyong agreed.

Luo Shuhua's eyes sparkled.

Yan Wuyong couldn't help but lower his head and kiss him.

Luo Shuhua closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling.

The warm, moist sensation disappeared, but her ears turned red.

Yan Wuyong chuckled lightly, "That's how you use your mouth."

When Luo Shuhua first debuted, she suffered countless grievances.

But she never said anything; if Yan Wuyong didn't know, she would suffer in silence.

Luo Shuhua's heart raced. She wondered, did Yan Wuyong really have no feelings for her?

Before going to sleep, Yan Wuyong made a phone call.

"Please contact Mr. Lu from Shenggan for me."

Yan Wuyong roughly figured it out: the cooperation with TL needed to be discussed with the president of Shenggan.