"Hehe, don't be silly, I don't want to hear this kind of talk again in the future." Lin Zifeng lightly tapped her head.
Zhang Mengjie pouted in pain, expressing her displeasure.
"Come on, tell me, what exactly happened that made you so eager for quick success? In my heart, Death God doesn't seem to be this kind of person." Zhang Mengjie was not angry, instead, she smiled more alluringly.
"Oh?! You speak as if you know me well, can you guess what I'm like then?" Deeply inhaling a puff of cigarette, he leisurely exhaled it.
"Alright, stop pulling my leg with useless stuff, I want to know what Asura said to you that made you change so quickly, so eager to establish a corporation. Tell me. If you trust me, feel free to share with me."
Zhang Mengjie playfully pushed his head with her fingertips, looking like a scamp.
Even though Zhang Mengjie seemed somewhat improper on the surface, even neurotic.
She is a woman who can dedicate herself completely to Lin Zifeng.
