Shen Lang's eyes flickered as she quietly watched the Rolls-Royce drive out of sight, then she clicked her tongue.
'If the system hadn't notified her that his Affection Value had risen by another 10% tonight, she might have actually been fooled by his completely unruffled appearance.'
'Fifty percent... For a man in his position, someone naturally so cold, that was actually quite high.'
But Shen Lang was in no hurry.
'Slow and steady... There was plenty of time, after all.'
*
Shen Lang's reputation was gradually recovering.
A single song, "Redemption," had indisputably placed this siren-like beauty upon the throne of the music world.
Even the most rabid anti-fans couldn't deny it: this "pretty face"... was terrifyingly talented.
Seeing her make such a comeback, the one who regretted it most was none other than Wang Meng.
He had personally cast Shen Lang aside, mistaking a fish eye for a pearl and treasuring it like a priceless jewel.
