"Hm?"
Upon hearing Deng Linlin speak, Xiao Zheng slightly furrowed his brow, then shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that, Miss Deng, you would actually be a treacherous and petty person."
Confucius said, 'Only a woman and a petty man are hard to nurture, and indeed the ancients did not deceive me.'"
Actually, Deng Linlin regretted her words the moment she said them and was about to correct herself, but upon hearing Xiao Zheng's irony, she became angry again,
An angry woman, whether a seventy or eighty-year-old granny or a teenage girl, is never reasonable, not a single exception.
"Humph, what are you so proud of? If it weren't for this beautiful lady here guiding you, would you have been able to win this race? Absolutely impossible."
Deng Linlin crossed her arms and turned her head to one side, striking a very proud pose, looking down on Xiao Zheng.
