"Who said I would breach the agreement?" Jiang Miaoke was furious at the moment, glaring at the chubby man, and said coldly, "Let me tell you, whatever Miss Ye has promised is always set in stone. Now, call Wang Zhonglin out for me."
Jiang Miaoke was in a typical state of exasperation at this moment. However, fortunately, she's not the one competing later, so Ye Xiao stood beside Jiang Miaoke, smiling, without saying a word.
Right then, a young man in a white sweater came out. Undeniably, he was quite good-looking, but he also gave off a bit of a creamy-gentleman vibe. As he walked out, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Jiang Miaoke, and said with a smile, "Coco, you've come so quickly—take a seat. Chubby, pour some tea."
"No need." Jiang Miaoke immediately looked at Wang Zhonglin and said, "I'm not here for tea. Like your friend mentioned, we have a bet."
