Leng Yanbo was skeptical. He sat up, bent over to pick up his clothes and put them on, and couldn't help but feel that Anjing had changed. Just the other day, she had fiercely told him that she would only accept him if he became the head of the Leng Family.
But today, not only did she take the initiative to come to him, but she also seduced him and slept with him.
The more he thought about it, the less he understood what she was thinking.
After dressing, he picked up a cigarette box from the coffee table, took out a cigarette, lit it, and in the thin wisp of smoke, he looked deeply at Wei Anjing. Wei Anjing felt a chill in her heart from his gaze, grabbed a cushion to shield her chest, leaned over, snatched the cigarette from his hand, and took a drag.
Blowing out a ring of smoke, she asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you want my help?"
