"No need." Li Beinian smiled. "I can afford it myself."
Li Haoran's brows were tightly knitted together.
Before he said anymore, Li Beinian went on, "If this is all you're calling me for, then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you.
"I'm an artiste. It's up to the management company to decide and handle which advertisements I take up." She calmly said, "Too bad I'm not signed under Li Ming. Otherwise, you'd be able to take this away from me as and when you like. But since this advertisement is in Sheng An's hands, you won't be able to get anything done by looking for me, a small fry of an artiste."
Li Haoran's expression darkened as he heard that. "Nian Nian, do you think I'll believe your nonsense? They looked for you to take this up. If you're willing to give it up, they can't force it on you."
"Oh…" Li Beinian dragged her word and sounded troubled. "So, you want me to give it up, so Li Xueqing can have it?"