What kind of woman was Song Tianran? She certainly wasn't the type to blush at a crude joke. If you tried to engage in some risqué banter with her, her speed would outmatch yours and go straight to the fast lane.
So after hearing Wang Jian's "compliment," she simply rolled her eyes, fully aware he wasn't being sincere.
Seeing her roll her eyes at his comment, Wang Jian couldn't lie still any longer. "What's with that look? I can feel the disdain."
"HAHAHAHAHA."
That remark made Song Tianran burst out laughing. "You're just telling me what I want to hear. As if I'd believe you."
"So you're not happy even when I say nice things?"
The two of them bantered back and forth until they eventually dozed off, sleeping all the way until noon. The hotel's blackout curtains were extremely effective. If it hadn't been for a phone call, the two of them might still be asleep.
