"I saw nothing. I didn't see anything."
"You'd better be." Chol responded with a fake smile.
A smile crept up on her face. She couldn't help moving her eyes out of the control of the script in his hands. Her desire grew stronger.
After hesitating for a while, she could not help but run to him and poured him a glass of water. "Can you tell me a little about the final result?"
"No, I can't." After taking over the water and putting it on the table, he sat down and refused directly, "You know what, the whole world knows it, just like the last time when a Weibo post was posted."
Staring at the man for a while, she grinded her teeth and said, "I really can't."
He nodded his head.
Said Viola blandly, taking out her phone and taking pictures of him.
"What do you want?" The moment he heard the click of photo taking, he changed his expression and stretched out his hand.
When he reached out to grab the phone, Viola quickly put it in her pocket and lay prone on the sofa. "Come on. I'll call you 'impolite' if you come over. Anyway, the reporters haven't gone away."
"You! You! " At the same time, his face turned gloomy, but he still didn't know what to do.
A triumphant smile crept onto her face as she folded her arms over her chest. "Mr. Jin, if you don't tell me, I will post a photo of you in a lovely Nightgown on Weibo."
"Do what you want." He crossed his arms over his chest and sat on the sofa. Obviously, he had given himself up.
"Are you sure? If you do post it, no one will know what your fans will say. "
It looked like a kind reminder, but in fact, she protected the phone in her pocket tightly, looking wary.