Qin Youbei innocently said, "How have I been toying with you? You started the game, you set the rules, and you forced me to play. Since I had no choice but to play, why should it matter to you how I choose to play?"
Mengmeng's face turned so red it looked like blood would drip from it, rage uncontrollable, "You lied to us, saying you didn't know how to play."
Qin Youbei scoffed, "Am I not allowed to be modest?"
She raised an eyebrow, "Could it be that you intentionally wanted me to lose to you because you thought I couldn't play, and then you wanted me to imitate a dog's bark to humiliate me? If that's the case, you're far too scheming, and you deserve it. Your desire to humiliate others didn't come to pass, and instead, you brought humiliation upon yourself. So, don't push all the blame onto others."
With those words, the atmosphere instantly became awkward, eerie, and tense.
Just now, it was indeed so.
