As Long as You Continue to Treat Me Well

Lin Wanwan sat on the Bosun's chair and looked at the blue sky. Her expression faintly carried with it sarcasm.

If Lu Zhengyu wanted to use such a method to force her to compromise, then he had really made the wrong move.

"What are you thinking?"

Lin Wanwan tilted her head back and looked into the man's questioning gaze. She smiled and patted the spot next to her.

"Feeling bored. Come sit with me for a while."

Lu Zhanbei and herself nestled themselves on the Bosun's chair. They put their hands behind the back of their heads and their long legs overlapped.

The neckline of the white shirt he was wearing was slightly open. There was messiness among his gentle hair strands, and he portrayed the laziness of a casual person.

Lin Wanwan leaned against his shoulder. She picked up the laptop on her legs and started to refresh Weibo.

As she refreshed, her face suddenly changed. "They're such damned bullies!"