"Haha, Song Qinghuan truly does have good fortune, despite her ugly looks, she still manages to make man after man lose their minds over her..." Regrettably, the better you treat her, the more I will make her suffer.
Zhan Jie didn't finish her sentence, but merely laughed coldly at Si Jianan: "You're intelligent, and I'm not stupid. I've told you everything clearly, so don't fool me. You're so fond of Song Qinghuan, I don't believe you don't want to have her. Isn't this a good opportunity?"
Si Jianan stoked his chin, posing in deep thought: "So, you think I will agree with you, right?"
Zhan Jie smiled confidently: "Of course, because you love Song Qinghuan, don't you? You've loved her for many years, and you're a capable man. I can't believe you don't want to have her."
Si Jianan furrowed his brows, his tone dropping a few degrees: "Your forceful attitude really pisses me off."
Zhan Jie replied: "The fact that you're annoyed also means you're tempted, right?"
