Wow, you dare to deny it to my face today!
Zhao Hongjin believed that her mother's judgment couldn't be wrong.
The turn of events was a bit beyond expectation, and Cheng Daqi hadn't foreseen that a nineteen-year-old girl could be so earnest.
But he was actually quite happy to see Zhao Hongjin doing this—it meant that Little Zhao truly regarded him as a friend, daring to point out his shortcomings to his face.
"Wait a second, mainly because this tea canister isn't labeled with a variety, let me ask Elder Li," he said.
Cheng Daqi now looked just like an imperial secret police investigating a case, with a serious face and tone.
He skillfully dialed Li Haiping's number.
Elder Li was a trustworthy good person; this was already his second time helping Cheng Daqi out of a bind.
Zhao Hongjin smiled as she watched Cheng Daqi put on an act in front of her.
She had already seen through Cheng Daqi's act, but by keeping silent about it, they remained good friends.
