"Hmph, am I that familiar with you? Stop testing my patience, I'm not interested in whatever drama you have." Zhou Tao snorted coldly, about to get into his car and leave. He could naturally sense that the current situation was very unfavorable for him.
"What's the matter, scared? Feeling guilty like a thief?" Tangyu's words carried a hint of mockery.
Zhou Tao's expression turned fierce, his sharp gaze fixed on Tangyu as he pointed at him and said angrily, "Show some respect, or I won't be polite to you."
Tangyu curled his lip and said, "You don't need to be polite to me. Like you said, we aren't close, so I don't need your politeness. The word 'respect', you better not mention it—it's mutual and also depends on the person. My respect isn't that cheap or easily given."
