Young Master Tang Proposing (27)

"Damned your hotel room. Get out."

Cursing was Lu Yan's way of dealing with things.

Would she play cute and adorable to win men's hearts?

No, she would never do those things.

She only knew to kill, fight, make bombs, and count money.

Everyone had one's own goals in life; maybe Lu Yan would be like this for the rest of her life.

"Fine. Now let's settle the accounts."

"What accounts?" Lu Yan was confused.

"You promised me that we only pretended to break up and that you'd only return to see Sister Mian."

"Right. I did just that."

"The very day you returned to China you went out with Su Yu's bodyguard."

"Damn it, he's just my guide. Don't let your imagination run wild."

"Then you played all the way from the arcade to the bar. You even had a drinking contest with a moron?"

"Even you said he's a moron. I won 10 million yuan from him." Lu Yan was smug.