Gu Jiangnian never would have guessed that he would end up playing a word game with a drunk woman in his lifetime.
Jiang Muwan's constant calling him a "scumbag" indeed did not lift his spirits; the man looked at her with cold eyes, likely waiting for the traffic light, as Robby stepped on the brakes.
"Who isn't a scumbag?"
His words, light and breezy, carried a tinge of scheming.
And it was obviously a trap set for Jiang Muwan.
Jiang Muwan smiled without answering, yet that very smile was extremely irksome. Gu Jiangnian pressed further, "He Ximeng?"
Upon mention of He Ximeng, Jiang Muwan felt her muddled brain clear up a bit, and she looked at Gu Jiangnian with a deep gaze in her eyes.
"People should not be compared to dogs."
Who was the person, and who was the dog, went without saying.
