"Hey, what are you doing?"
"You won't give it to me anyways if I ask, so I might as well steal it," Su Yu spoke as he chewed, looking nothing like a rich heir.
"Su Yu… did you draw a cat face on me yesterday?"
"Ahem… no."
"Impossible." Clearly, Huo Mian didn't believe him.
"I totally drew a tiger on your face, okay? Didn't you see the mark on your forehead?" Su Yu objected.
Huo Mian, "…"
She originally thought that Su Yu would deny that he drew on her face, but it seemed like she was overthinking things.
He was correcting her that he drew a tiger on her face, and not a cat…
"Su Yu… you must be very bored. Doesn't Imperial Star have any movies to film recently?" asked Huo Mian upsettingly.
"There is, but I don't have to worry about stuff like that. A vice president reports to me, and he takes care of everything. That's called high productivity."
"Pish… I see it as not doing work…"