Miss Lu gave a call, asking her what madness she was up to.
Nan Jiaojiao replied without batting an eye, "Submitting work to my sugar daddy."
Lu Zhenzhen snorted, "Just put on a show, really. Do you think I can actually critique your stuff? I haven't even rushed you. It's been such a short time and you've already given me three pieces. If you get exhausted, who's to blame? I don't want Mr. Bo to come knocking on my door with complaints."
Nan Jiaojiao chuckled.
Being showered with money feels wonderful.
"Keep your evening open for dinner together."
"I don't want to," Nan Jiaojiao rejected without hesitating, "I want to go home for dinner. Bo Yanching's cooking is so good."
"Would you die if you didn't show off in front of me?"
Nan Jiaojiao silently mouthed words but dared not speak aloud.
"Chu Yao is coming back tonight. I didn't catch what time her flight is. Let me know when you're done with work, and I'll come pick you up. We can eat and wait for her together."
