Yao Fangfang had always believed that Chen Ming was someone with a story, but today, she finally discovered his story. In that story, she was absent.
Shui Lian took her hand gently and said, "You don't even fully understand what kind of person your opponent is, and yet you've resigned yourself to giving up so easily…"
"How could I not understand? Isn't she just a little tramp? Same breed as Tian Sangsang, a little tramp just like her," Yao Fangfang grumbled indignantly. She hadn't liked her from the first moment she saw her anyway.
"So…" Shui Lian continued, "you're willing to lose to a little tramp without a fight?"
