Wen Ran was startled, somewhat in disbelief, she said, "Could it really be that Cheng Jia is so malicious? She's dining with Little Liu, if Little Liu really does make a fool of himself, it won't look good on her either."
Mo Xiuchen scoffed, "Ranran, you're too naïve and kind-hearted, you won't understand the thinking of a woman as mentally twisted as Cheng Jia. Even if she dines with Little Liu, she wouldn't lose face because of Little Liu making a fool of himself. On the contrary, she would feel superior to Little Liu."
Mo Xiuchen paused for a moment, a hint of mockery emerging in his deep eyes, "However, Cheng Jia has miscalculated. Although Little Liu is only my driver, the prestigious places he frequents are far more numerous than hers. It's just a pity that Little Liu is too naive, otherwise, the one to be embarrassed would definitely be Cheng Jia."
"Little Liu isn't naïve, he's sincere and honest."
Wen Ran disagreed with Mo Xiuchen's assessment of Little Liu.
