"No." Zane's eyes darkened, and he coldly spat it out.
Lily was inexplicably happy by this response, so much so that an imaginary tail seemed to rise high.
It was right to say that Lily was exactly the kind of person who, once given an inch, would take a mile—a trouble-causing demon!
Lily picked up a painting and raised it so Zane could see. She asked on purpose, "Where do you think I can hang this? I'm shorter compared to you. Can you help me hang it?"
It was right to say that Lily was feeling cocky throughout.
Lily was ruining Zane Ji's office and even dared to use this to make him help. It was right to say that only Lily could do such a thing.
Zane leaned back, squinted, and looked at her meaningfully.
Lily felt a trace of chill course down her spine, and she shivered. Heh! Why was this stinky man looking at her like that?
Still, Zane stood calmly and walked toward the woman, his figure towering over her.
