Han Ling'er looked triumphant, as if she had already decided that Li Lu and Shu Yu would grow apart because of her.
Li Lu simply could not stand to see Han Ling'er's pride and self-satisfaction, her conceitedness.
Li Lu wanted to let the truth slap Han Ling'er's face hard, to give Han Ling'er a few resounding slaps with the truth.
Wanting to see her and Shu Yu divorce? In your dreams, that would be more realistic.
Han Ling'er was completely confident because she knew what was most important to a man.
Face.
Once Han Ling'er revealed the truth, the outcome would be obvious.
"Do you want to bet with me?"
Han Ling'er was full of confidence, she wanted to make Li Lu lose miserably.
"Of course. But I'm afraid you can't afford the bet."
Li Lu was even more confident in herself and her man. It was not just that Han Ling'er's current dreams were fanciful; even if Han Ling'er did have some tricks up her sleeve, they were certainly not something Shu Yu would fall for easily.
