Xue Ling had already reached the gang leader. She lazily asked, "You said you didn't care about me? You don't care then why did you come?"
She deliberately got herself caught, to find out if the gang leader cared about her in this way.
The gang leader turned around, looked at Xue Ling without any hint of emotion. He gave her an up-and-down look, without any warmth in his tone, "You look really pathetic and ugly like this."
"So what?" Xue Ling already had a twinkle in her eye.
"Next time, don't pretend to be a young girl. You aren't resembling at all!" He sneered coldly.
"Even if I don't resemble, I am one," countered Xue Ling with a sarcastic smile. Clearly, she was feeling much better now.
"So, you should find a man and get married. You're already quite old!"
"I want to marry you!" Xue Ling had already said this more than a hundred times.
