Shanshan had finished her interviews, too, so she headed back to Cloud City with Wen Ze.
On the plane, Shanshan made herself right at home beside Wen Ze, completely ignoring everyone else's looks.
Amused, Wen Ze asked her, "Sitting this close? Aren't you afraid I'll eat you up?"
At that, Shanshan leaned even closer.
Her eyes sparkled with mischief. "I'm really not a little girl anymore. I'm old enough to get married."
Wen Ze paused, pressing his lips together without a word.
He watched her for a while, then suddenly reached out and pinched her chin. "I'm not interested in you. Go straight home when we get back, and stop pestering me!"
Furious, Shanshan slapped his hand away. "What's it to you where I go? Are you my husband? Why are you bossing me around?"
Trying to shake me off? Not a chance!
Whenever she set her sights on someone or something, she had to have them.
Wen Ze chuckled and started spouting nonsense. "I'm not interested in bean sprouts. Go grow a little more first!"
"Bean sprouts?"
Shanshan was stunned. She had lost count of how many times Wen Ze had said something like that.
She looked down at herself, sinking into deep self-doubt.
Apart from Zhu Zhu, she had the best figure, with curves in all the right places. Was Wen Ze some kind of freak who only liked ridiculously voluptuous women?
His subordinates beside them wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
Their boss clearly didn't mean it. He was only saying it to reject Miss Susan.
Shanshan looked up and glared at him. "Nothing decent ever comes out of your mouth! Are your eyes sewn shut? If I'm a bean sprout, what does that make all the other women?"
Uh... well...
*Miss Susan sure has a sharp