Chapter 113 The Bet

I glance at the caller’s ID, handing it to him and smile. “Do you want to pick it up?

Luke Sheng looks at it slightly. “You pick.”

“Are you serious?” I raise my eyebrows, asking.

Luke Sheng presses his lips and says a slightly ‘fine.’

“Luke.”

“Sorry, he is too tired to answer your call.” I provoke Nina Zhang.

I will try my best to please myself by making her feel comfortable.

Every second I am drowning the great sorrow since...