Watermelon nodded, "Of course it's taken care of."
Zhou Sicheng was skeptical, "Really?"
"Of course it's real, how could it be fake if I've already handed out the tickets?"
Watermelon said, showing the inside of his emptied pockets on both sides.
He didn't seem to be lying.
Zhou Sicheng was puzzled, "Yan Zao didn't refuse?"
That aloof woman, who held her nose so high in the air, had never once come to watch their games before, looking down on them; how could she have agreed so easily to come and watch their match?
"Sister-in-law was quite polite to me, she personally poured me tea and all. Refuse? No way."
Watermelon was quite proud.
Zhou Sicheng still wasn't entirely convinced, and pressed Watermelon, "Are you sure the person you saw was Yan Zao?"
Watermelon frowned, visibly upset, "Vice Captain Zhou, why don't you trust people?"
Zhou Sicheng was taken aback and quickly shook his head, "No, I don't mean it like that."
