"But I still don't believe you would plan such a thing," Luo Ziling said, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "You definitely disdain using such methods, because you are naturally proud, even if you wanted to compete with someone, you wouldn't use such lowly tactics, right?"
Hearing Luo Ziling's words, Ouyang Feifei felt a surge of pride in her heart, and her lips curled slightly upwards: "Think whatever you want."
"Actually, I understand you quite well. Apart from often putting on a sulky face, thinking you're a goddess high above, disdainful of seeing others, disdainful of interacting with people, other aspects of you are pretty good," Luo Ziling said earnestly. "Sometimes you can be fierce-hearted, but you wouldn't use such methods against someone who hasn't harmed you unless someone thoroughly infuriates you, then you might do it."
"What do you mean?" Ouyang Feifei was a bit confused again.
