Wu Zihao looked at him and laughed, "With you? I will lose for sure against a drunkard like you."
"I wonder who was the drunkard?" Wei Xin spoke remembering old times. "Tonight I will take my revenge against you for the drinking bet that I have lost against you before you left for U.S.A." While he was in China previously, they had once competed at a party and Wei Xin had lost against him. That was the bet she was referring to.
"Alright then get to work now." He motioned with his glass towards her to start. Wei Xin picked one for herself and looked at him, "If you loose , you will give me twenty thousand yuan" He stuck out two fingers, stating his condition.
*Cough*
"Second Young Master Wu, you could have directly told me you wanted me to pay the bill, why rob in the name of a bet?"
"So you already know you won't win against me?" He chuckled.
