Chapter 89, Which Man Ate Your Lipstick?

Weilan stood there, her gaze serene and firm, neither servile nor overbearing, as she looked at him.

In Lu Heyan's eyes was an endless coldness that was eerie and startling.

"Where on earth did you go?" he asked again.

Shen Weilan was really fed up with this man. Paranoid much!

She tilted her chin slightly, her eyes ice-cold, "What does it matter to you where I go? You're really annoying like this!"

"Annoying or not, you still have to tell me. Just now you said you went to the third floor, obviously lying!" Lu Heyan pressed on.

Shen Weilan, of course, knew she was lying, but the man was just too annoying. Before, she didn't know he could be like this, just like she didn't know what Lu Hechen was truly like.

"So I lied!"

"Why did you lie?" Lu Heyan demanded angrily.

"It's simple!" Weilan looked at him indifferently, "I hate putting on a show with you and your mother here, okay? If I don't want to act, I can only lie!"

Lu Heyan: "...."