"So, we're good?" Wu Hong asked.
"Of course," Wang Wei nodded. "But I would like to remind you that in our future arguments, I will be petty and bring up today's event to win."
Wu Hong's body suddenly paused before sneering, "Do that, and I will bring up the maid, Dong Lifen, and even her." She pointed at Xun Junyao in the stadium. Wang Wei looked at her with mouth open — he was speechless.
"That's a dirty move, and you know it."
"Since you want to be petty, two can play this game."
Wang Wei was out of words, so he could only eat his grape and sip his drink in response. He had lost this battle of words.
"By the way, what does she truly look like," Wang Wei asked, finding Xun Junyao's situation quite fascinating.
"You don't want to know."
