Now I've even been seen through by Sani.
This feeling is like pouring wine under the table, and just when you're getting into it, suddenly realizing that all the friends you're competing with are staring at the pouring hand.
The point is their sudden and inexplicable attention, which pierced through the feeble little trick.
If I were caught in the middle of pulling a fast one like this, even a teacher would have to throw up his hands.
"Then just say it straight, why mention the American dream, or withered life, and you haven't been thrown into jail, have you?"
Sani looked at Cheng Daqi as if he were a fool, laughing and teasing.
Her neighbor was just too talented, speaking just like the liars full of lies on TV, which she didn't like one bit.
"That was a metaphor..."
Cheng Daqi whispered in his defense.
He actually already had a reliable method to coax some people to join the venture, such as offering salaries.
