Subtle jealousy fluttered around the small room.
Although Mou Keyan usually displayed a uniquely generous and composed demeanor, different from other girls, she would still have her own feelings whenever something new happened at Golden Stone Media.
"Is this what you call favoritism?"
Lu Jincheng chuckled, reached out, and gently pressed a finger against her lips.
"She really is suitable for the current track; the company just gave her a little push, and it turned out unexpectedly well."
"If we're talking favoritism, no one compares to my bias towards you."
"Hmm..."
The bright red lipstick was parted by the man's fingers.
The small pout quickly turned into a bright smile.
"Alright, you're the boss. Whatever you say, I believe."
Mou Keyan spread her hands and blinked at Lu Jincheng, seamlessly switching to another topic.
"Here, the key to the house, I'm giving it back to you."
"Why are you giving the key back?"
