Honestly, if Sofia wasn't being spun around by Lu Yang and had her hands free, she would definitely have slapped Lu Yang on the face.
The queue of people chasing after me stretches all the way to the Pacific Ocean, and you want to talk to me about turf, football, and Morici?
To hell with Morici!
Can't this person just disappear?
How many happy moments has he ruined for me?
"Sofia, what's wrong? Was my request too much? You just said I could ask for anything, I thought this would be..."
"It's nothing, I agree to it." Sofia forced a smile, swallowing her sadness.
Who could blame her for liking this kind of man?
There's no helping it.
This kind of abstinent yet talented god keeps enticing her further.
The next day, the small football field next to Sofia's mansion began renovations, getting replaced with real grass, which wasn't cheap.
However, neither Sofia nor Lu Yang was home today.
Because they had already arrived at Sanremo City Stadium.
