Right now, the situation is that in this battle between two people, Yu Tingting is completely on top, and Xie Qiyan is fuming with anger, but can only wear a gloomy expression. Serves him right for messing with this super sharp-tongued little woman!
"You're the best! I can tell you with absolute certainty, Yu Tingting, if you were the last woman in the world, I guarantee all men would either commit suicide or become monks! Who could stand a shrewd, gossipy woman like you?"
After holding it in for a while, Xie Qiyan finally managed to gather himself, regaining consciousness from nearly fainting, and he finally spat these words out. His expression turned resentful as he pushed past a few buddies behind him. Forcing himself to stand firmly, he straightened his collar with long fingers in an elegant and charismatic manner, puffed out his sturdy chest, raised his handsome face, and with an arch of those enchanting eyebrows and a twitch of his thin lips, glared at Yu Tingting.
