"Wang Yuan, you have no shame, recording us the whole time." Ouyang Qingtian looked at the mobile phone in Wang Yuan's hand, his face turning pale then flushed, finally managing to spit out those words after a long struggle.
Li Yuan, standing nearby, also looked distressed. He hadn't expected Wang Yuan to have made a recording. If this got out, they could forget about mixing with anyone in Capital City ever again. A bet was a bet, and they couldn't afford to lose.
"Shameless? Do you even have the right to say that?" Wang Yuan smirked at Ouyang Qingtian. "Last time you guys posted my video online, didn't think you were being shameless then, huh?"
Wang Yuan no longer cared about ripping off the facade; it was bound to happen sooner or later. Well, it might as well be now.
