Heather felt that Jun Tian was just a spoiled rich kid, wasting his days doing nothing, riding his Ducati around aimlessly, and never seen at work. Apart from showing off his racing skills, he seemed only to flirt with women.
Of course, he claimed otherwise.
But...
Heather glanced elsewhere.
At that moment, he was enthusiastically chatting with a group of female staff, making his denial seem far from convincing.
Whatever, he wasn't her real brother anyway; she couldn't be bothered to care.
"Wei Wei! It's so great that you've come back! I was worried sick thinking you wouldn't return! Now that it's confirmed it was all a misunderstanding, everything's great!" The director grabbed Heather's hand, expressing his gratitude repeatedly.
Heather smiled without exposing his lie.
The director was certainly the person who understood the situation best. He knew exactly who helped her turn him down. How could it have been a misunderstanding?
