Wu Pianpian was smug and triumphant. All this money would be hers in the future! What's my Junior Brother's is mine, right?
Below them, "You owe him money too…"
You Ruo and Nanling Bully spoke almost in unison, their eyes meeting in shared disbelief. They knew each other well. They were always the ones pulling the strings, yet this time, they had both been played!
This was just… so damn aggravating!
Then, they both turned to look at Ning Xuan. Nanling Bully wore the expression of a man whose father had just died, while You Ruo's face was full of silent resentment, reminiscent of the look she'd have if Ning Xuan finished just as she was getting started.
"Don't look at me like that," Ning Xuan said, glancing first at Nanling Bully, then at You Ruo. "I'd like to live a few more years. Besides, I haven't done anything to you two."
The two of them were a bit confused, unable to grasp what he meant. But it didn't matter—he was already backing down, wasn't he?
