Jian Yuan glanced around: "It's definitely a hardship."
Shu Qilan's almond-shaped eyes widened: "You!"
"I got news that the world is going to end." Jian Yuan raised an eyebrow at him. "Aren't you scared?"
Shu Qilan said without hesitation, "I'm not afraid! I've known all along that this world is ugly and broken, and it can't tolerate pure people, but I'm not afraid. I will use my heart, which is full of holes, to break free from the cage of fate."
A hint of amazement flashed across Jian Yuan's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "No wonder she's the woman I've set my sights on."
Shu Qilan blushed and lowered her head: "I'm not your woman." She silently added in her heart, "I'm just a woman who likes you."
Jian Yuan leaned in, grabbed her chin, and forced her to tilt her head back.
"When I knew the end of the world was coming, the first face that came to mind was you. I want to see what kind of magic you have."
Shu Qilan subconsciously closed her eyes.
Jian Yuan's eyes deepened.
A woman who says one thing but means another, even though she loves him to death.
To be honest, when he first saw Shu Qilan barging into his office, he was really annoyed by this persistent nuisance.
His "ranking match entry ticket" was a gift from Shu Qilan, and he now suspects that this woman did it on purpose, wanting to keep the two of them tied together forever.
Jian Yuan had just acquired the identity of a wealthy young master, but before he could even enjoy the extravagance of high society, this woman shattered his illusions with a single sentence, reminding him that everything was just a survival game, and disaster was always at hand.
If this woman hadn't been so foolish and easily controlled, he would have called security to kick her out immediately.
Shu Qilan's appearance is barely acceptable, but she's completely devoted to him, so keeping her around is more useful.
Jian Yuan, who treated all his fans like ATMs, casually asked, "So, what reward do you want?" Knowing Shu Qilan's usual personality, she would surely reply, "I don't need anything." As a regular livestreaming influencer, Jian Yuan's specialty was making empty promises to please wealthy women.
Shu Qilan was a little disappointed that she didn't get the kiss she had imagined, but she was quickly drawn to Jian Yuan's words.
For some reason, she blurted out, "I want 20 five-liter bottles of mineral water!"
Jianyuan: ...?
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