"Were you just joking earlier?"
Duo Lei and the Eldest Son of the Yan Family exchanged glances, doubting each other, only to find neither was at fault. But what did it matter if neither had betrayed the other? Their trust was completely shattered, and though they might pretend to cooperate happily in the future, there would always be a rift between them.
"Of course, I was joking. I'm not the least bit interested in a guy with squinty eyes and an extremely ugly face, let alone having anything to do with him. But I just tested you, and found out that your friendship is as flimsy as plastic flowers, gone with a puff of wind. Honestly, that feeling is refreshingly satisfying."
Tang Rao, who feared nothing more than a world at peace, knew full well they were already quite unhappy. Yet he continued to fan the flames, determined to destroy the little remaining plastic friendship between them.
"Tang Rao, what exactly do you want?"
