"Since you don't agree, let's forget the whole bet," Lin Fei spread his shoulders, turning to leave.
"Wait a minute." Seeing Lin Fei apparently giving up on the bet, Ling Weiwei couldn't bear to miss a chance to strike at Shen Peini and quickly called out to him.
Lin Fei stopped, asking nonchalantly, "What, has Minister Ling changed her mind?"
"You wish!" Ling Weiwei coldly rejected Lin Fei's assumption. It was clearly impossible for her, Minister Ling, to stake herself as the wager.
"Change the condition. As long as it doesn't involve that kind of thing, I can agree to anything." Seeing Lin Fei about to leave, Ling Weiwei urgently spoke.
"Changing the condition is not impossible." Lin Fei stood still, bowed his head in thought for a few seconds, then looked up at Ling Weiwei, "How about this, if you lose, find a time to cook a meal for me, how does that sound?"
"Ah?" Ling Weiwei's pretty mouth fell slightly agape, her lovely eyes filled with astonishment.
