Wen Meng looked at Wu Yun in surprise, then recalled a rumor. "I just remembered something. Before, Li Yuantao was competing with another rival for the student council presidency. But soon after, rumors started spreading on the school forums that his rival was a player and was embezzling funds. In the end, the rival had no choice but to withdraw, and Li Yuantao won."
A cold glint flashed in Wu Yun's eyes as he smiled. "I don't care if his name is Li Yuantao or Li Yuanba. He'd better not mess with me, or I'll make him suffer. I might even ruin his reputation completely."
Wen Meng had been following the news about Wuyun Company. She knew that, by comparison, Li Yuantao was just a minor issue for Wu Yun.
Li Yuantao watched Wu Yun and Wen Meng's intimate display. The hands resting on his knees clenched into tight fists, his jaw tightened, and his teeth ground with an audible GRIND.
'Wu Yun! Wen Meng!'
