"Coward!"
"Total coward."
Fang Ting sat in her car, clicking her tongue as she watched Lin Hao use money to slap someone's face yet again. The scene was, admittedly, somewhat satisfying.
She suspected that this guy must have a reason for rebuffing Ma Shuangshuang; probably it was as they guessed, playing hard to get.
Too bad, he's just a pretty boy from the sticks who thinks the same trick works on everyone. As if they, the Heroine Association, haven't seen every scheme in the book—just a man's petty ploys.
"Really don't know what got into Shuangshuang to develop a thing for him."
"Don't jump to conclusions so fast."
Nolan Zhi wasn't in a rush to judge. As the saying goes, the harder you push, the stronger the rebound. Given what Lin Hao was doing, there was no way the other party would continue to endure it.
She was actually looking forward to it.
"Li Feng."
