Chapter 483 No Way I’m Helping

• That was straight from Zhong Mingsheng’s own mouth. Jiang Wanru tried to corner him with that and force a compromise. But he only shrugged, bored, kneading his neck like this was tedious: “Yeah, I said it. Problem? Forget the media—if you asked me, I’d say the same. But, Jiang Wanru, you didn’t actually buy that, did you?”
• His teasing look cut like a joke at her expense—might as well have said it outright: You’re really that dumb? Why would I help your dad?
• She didn’t want to believe it, but she had to admit it—he’d humiliated her, clean and neat.