A myriad of thoughts suddenly erupted in Hao Jian's mind, "I've been mingling in the Jianghu for over thirty years, what fish haven't I touched, what shrimp haven't I eaten, what girl haven't I met, am I still afraid of her?"
As he thought about it, Hao Jian stood there looking all cool, waiting for Wang Shuangshuang to arrive. But deep inside, he had another set of ideas, "Hmph, I only saw a little bit by accident, is it really necessary to make such a fuss over nothing? At worst, if I looked at something of yours, I'll let you see something of mine; at worst, I'll suffer a loss and let you see a bit more."
As he was thinking about it, Wang Shuangshuang was getting closer and closer to him.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Wang Shuangshuang in front of him. But rather than seeking revenge for last night's incident, she directly reached out and hooked his hand.
