I Request to Look at the Dashcam
Translator: Yunyi
A few minutes later, Song Yanshu walked into the living room. Seeing a serious expression on Tang Jingxuan's face, she tried to remain calm as she sat down opposite him.
"Speak, what is it? Do you want to slack off again?"
"Yanshu..." Tang Jingxuan sat up straight and looked at Song Yanshu seriously. "I know what happened last night."
Song Yanshu froze as her expression turned awkward.
"I don't know why you are dismissing what happened, but I can't pretend that nothing happened," Tang Jingxuan took a deep breath. Perhaps he was afraid that he'd scare Song Yanshu off, so he softened his tone a little, "I simply want to know what you're thinking."
Song Yanshu was a little surprised as she smiled, "What could I be thinking? You couldn't possibly think I was serious, right? Isn't it normal for an artist to have a fling with their manager? I know you were drunk, so I'm not going to force you to take responsibility. Just pretend like nothing happened."