Lu Wanwan accepted the charger excuse with a nod, "Thank you, but your future sister-in-law isn't me."
*
Bai Lingyun's house wasn't very big; it looked as cold as a model home, although clean, tidy, and exquisite, it lacked warmth.
He opened the refrigerator, his fingers brushed past the alcohol, and finally, he pulled out a can of soda for her. "I rarely stay here. Usually, I don't come back when filming, so there might not be much to offer you."
Lu Wanwan was still somewhat restrained, and didn't immediately open it.
"You look like you want to drink heavily, but please don't touch the alcohol in my fridge." He also grabbed a can of drink for himself and casually reminded, "I'd have a hard time if you got drunk."
"I won't..."
Lu Wanwan held the drink with a bit of a laugh.
Even though he was a popular star, he didn't need to be constantly worried about what others might do to him.
"By the way, your charger..."