Hearing the old man speak, Ning Fan wished to leave immediately; he had zero interest in befriending an old glass.
"Goodbye! We have things to do, so we're leaving now."
Just then, Tang Xiaodie sneered, "Hmph, you're just a lying fraud."
"Are you crazy!"
Ning Fan muttered, not wanting to bother with this rude firecracker girl at all.
But just because he ignored her didn't mean Mary did,
"Miss, why are you insulting my friend?"
Mary was a bit displeased; Ning Fan had saved her several times, and she couldn't tolerate anyone slandering him.
"I didn't insult him; I'm just stating the facts."
Tang Xiaodie said righteously, "Just now, who was boasting shamelessly about winning a billion?"
After speaking, Tang Xiaodie raised her delicate eyebrows and looked at the chips in Ning Fan's hand, "How much is this? Not even five hundred thousand. If you're not the big talker, who is?"
"Hey! This brother's hot temper."
