"Ha! Don't act like you don't know, gege!" She huffed. "The first person who'll get married between us will receive two months' supply of her favorite food from the winner. The first person who'll have a child will receive a month's supply of diapers from the winner." She grinned playfully.
Yong Liwei scratched his nape and averted his eyes from her, "Ah... That bet."
"Yes. This bet, gege."
He looked back at her and huffed, "What? Who said you'll win? I can just divorce to my wife tomorrow and marry her again after."
She raised a brow, giving him a scrutinizing stare to which he looked away again.
Fan Xiao Yao ended up giggling. She knew that he was already married so it was surely going to be her lose, "I was just kidding. That was such a childish bet after all."
He inwardly sighed in relief before letting out a chuckle, "Yes. Childish. Anyway, are you done with your grocery?"
