Dominating the News and Inciting Criticism

Lin Wanwan snorted and enjoyed the service she provided. After pressing for a while, she suddenly asked, "You and that Mr. Lu… what kind of relationship do you share?"

"Friends."

Ruan Baoer replied, "Oh. Then, do you like him?"

"I like Luo Han. It's not as if you didn't know that."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Baoer suddenly sighed. "Ah…"

Lin Wanwan looked at her strangely. "Why did you sigh all of a sudden?"

Ruan Baoer shook her head and sighed. "So pitiful."

"Who's the pitiful one? What are you talking about?"

Ruan Baoer gave her an unfathomable look for a long while. Then, like the hero in a martial arts film, she placed both hands behind her back and sighed as she walked towards the bedroom.

Lin Wanwan was still feeling baffled initially. After she recovered herself, she immediately shouted, "Ruan Baoer, get back here! What type of massage is this? It's not even two minutes!"