1770. Taming This Big Tsundere
"Mu Anran, you—!" An Luobai was furious, his eyes practically shooting flames.
He gave a cold snort, snatched his things from Song Yan, then turned and stormed out.
Watching An Luobai march off in a huff, Song Yan couldn't help rubbing his temples. "Mumu, do you think us taking this job was just asking for abuse?"
"Whether it's abuse or not, our goal is to make money and get through this bottleneck, right?"
Mu Anran shrugged carelessly. "Since DR is willing to pay, we just do our best. That An Luobai looks hard to handle, but as long as you grab him by his weak spot, it's easy to deal with him."
As she finished, a sly glint flashed in Mu Anran's eyes and she headed straight outside.
Song Yan followed her out, totally confused, still trying to figure out what "weak spot" she meant.
They had just stepped out the gate of the detention center when they saw An Luobai standing alone by the roadside, fuming and completely at a loss.
"Pfft!"
