"I know that, but I want you to admit it, tell me, who asked you to go to Abao's house?"
Tian Xiaobei didn't answer; no matter how he responded to such a question, it would make him appear scheming.
"Who asked you to go to Abao's house?" Zhao Datu asked again, his volume rising several notches.
Tian Xiaobei couldn't help but scoff, "What are you trying to say, exactly?"
"I'm asking you again, who asked you to go to Abao's house?" Zhao Datu seemed even angrier now, his fists were raised, while Tian Xiaobei just gave a faint smile, "You mean, I'm not allowed to go to her house for a meal? I'm not good enough to eat at her house, is that it?"
"Exactly!" Zhao Datu stepped closer to Tian Xiaobei, grabbed his collar, "Are you fancying Abao, huh?"
Tian Xiaobei didn't resist, only scoffed coldly, then stared at Zhao Datu, "She is a very cute Lady."
"So you admit you're smitten with her?" Zhao Datu wound up his fist and threw a punch.
