"You …"
"Han Xuegang, every man has a bottom line." Jiang Ruolan looked at him with a bit of anger. "You did an injustice. It's fine if you're shameless, but you think others are as shameless as you are? This is your fault! I'm not Ling Fei'er, I'm not a 20-year-old girl, and most certainly, I'm not a silly girl who can sell herself out with just a few words from you! I've fallen into your trap once, but I won't fall for it again! I don't know which of your words are true and which is false, but I do know one thing."
Han Xuegang frowned. "What do you know?"
"You and Ling Fei'er are arrogant and conceited people." Jiang Ruolan held the DV tightly, her watery eyes blinking, and a cold smile radiated from her lips. "You two are truly a match made in heaven! A perfect match!"
With that, she no longer looked at him and left.
