"You think he's the same as you?"
Ji Yi's voice sounded particularly cold. After she repeated what Qian Ge said, she shot an icy glare at Qian Ge. "Could you not insult him like that? Are you worthy of calling him your equal?"
Qian Ge never imagined Ji Yi would sound so overbearing and threatening as her arrogant eyes froze.
"You can't possibly believe I would believe your whole act of pretending to be clear and logical?" Ji Yi spoke as her lips curved into a gentle smile. "Qian Ge, do you take me for some kind of gullible three-year-old kid?"
"Let me tell you, even if you hype up your story and make it sound possible, I would never believe you!"
"You lost your credibility long ago. Let's not even mention what you said to me today about He Jichen - even if you randomly dragged a beggar off the streets, I'd rather believe them over believing you!"
"So Qian Ge, if you're trying to drive a wedge between me and He Jichen, I suggest you save it!"
