"Other than saying things like 'I like you.'" Lin Wanwan had seen through his thoughts.
Lu Zhanbei didn't say anything, but his dark eyes gave out a sense of loneliness, like those of an abandoned puppy.
Lin Wanwan shook her thoughts off.
She subconsciously classified Lu Zhanbei as a dog.
She looked over cautiously, glancing at his peaceful side view.
She bit her lips lightly. Well knowing that the man was most likely putting on an act, she was still swayed by his expression.
The perfection that Lu Zhanbei always displayed was precisely why it pulled her string to see him showing any sign of weakness.
"Eh, what do you need? Tell me, and I'll help you get it no matter what."
"I need a wife."
Lin Wanwan's lips twitched as she glared at him. "Forget it."
Lu Zhanbei is so "poor" that he has nothing but money, what else would he need? Just preparing a candlelight dinner and getting this over with would be fine.