"I saw it clearly with my own eyes!"
"What did you see? I don't even know the person you're talking about."
"Don't know them, yet you were chatting so warmly with that poodle curl."
"Poodle curl?" Ye Rumeng still didn't know who he was referring to.
Luo Zifeng snorted coldly, "Stop pretending. Don't you feel fake? Didn't you just meet."
Ye Rumeng suddenly realized, "You're talking about Teddy. Byron."
"Yes, that poodle."
"...He's a person, please don't insult him like that."
Luo Zifeng scoffed, "The way he looks, doesn't he just resemble a dog."
"Enough, Luo Zifeng." Ye Rumeng's expression was cold. "I don't want to talk to someone like you, please get out of the car, you're not welcome here."
Luo Zifeng lazily leaned against the back of the seat, slightly smirking, "Just because I insulted your new target?"
"I just met him for the first time..."
"First time meeting, and he's already fallen for you. You truly are something."
"Can you not speak so unpleasantly?"
