Tian Miao's forced bravado was shredded in that instant.
She didn't even have the strength to support her body anymore and collapsed softly at the doorway, her eyes lifeless.
"Enough of the act, I'm not short on women here. Who are you trying to fool with that delicate act?" Diwu Ming kicked Tian Miao with his high heel and said expressionlessly, "Even though you're likely going in, the matter of the money can't end like this. No one can owe me, Diwu Ming, money, and you, Tian Miao, certainly won't be an exception."
"I've got a life to offer. Do you want it?" Tian Miao retorted, looking like she dared him to end her.
Diwu Ming sneered coldly, "Don't pull that on me. I've certainly seen more than you have lived. The man you need to grovel to, Wang Tianbao, would still act respectfully in front of me even now. What makes you think you matter?"
