"Falling for a delicate flower?" Asher Land's eyes carried a hint of playful smile, "I won't fall for delicate flowers in this regard, but in bed, I will."
Sophie Smith silently retorted in her mind, he's no good in bed either, okay?
Sophie wanted to argue with him, but they had already arrived at Irene Morton's room, so she had to swallow her grievances.
"Sister Sophie, just by looking at your expression, I can tell that Brother Asher bullied you." Irene asserted confidently.
Sophie didn't deny it, she merely sat quietly on the edge of Irene's bed.
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in her head as if she thought of something.
"Oh right, Irene, there's a party on Saturday, do you have time? President Land needs a female companion..." She slyly glanced at Asher Land, and as expected, his face grew even colder.
"Just in time, I have nothing but time right now, Brother Asher, rest assured, I will definitely help you with this." Irene responded generously.
