Tang Wan fled back to her room in a panic, and the word "like" that Jiang Jinsang had uttered seemed to still be tapping on her heart, lightly and heavily, her heartbeat unable to calm no matter what.
It was not a big deal that this man was handsome, but his short life was indeed a sin.
Knowing full well that there was a pit of fire ahead, Tang Wan definitely would not jump in. After reading for a while, her phone suddenly lit up—it was still a message from a work colleague, asking her if she would take the Qing Palace Drama.
She had been reading Qing history lately and felt confident enough to call the person back.
"Have you thought it over?" Manager Chen knew her well after working with her for so long.
"Mm, I'll take it."
"Alright, I'll contact them, we should be able to sign the contract right away. If you have any special requests, let me know, and I'll discuss it with them."
"Thank you."
"Why are you being polite with me?"
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