Seeing Zhang Xian start to flirt with her again, Wen Yulan's face instantly became displeased.
This guy really wouldn't change; he had just been discussing the future with her seriously, and now he was showing his wolfish nature again.
Turning her head, she sneered, "Don't even think about it."
"Petty."
Zhang Xian sat up straight, looking miserable.
"I'm petty?"
Wen Yulan snapped, "How can you describe this situation as petty?"
"Then how would you describe it?"
Zhang Xian said, "I'm not well-read, don't trick me."
"It should be..."
Just when Wen Yulan wanted to say something, she felt something was off. She glared at him and angrily said, "Damn you, Zhang Xian, what are you trying to do? You almost mollified me."
Zhang Xian felt wronged, "I just wanted you to give an adjective, how can that mollify you?"
Wen Yulan turned her head away, reluctant to talk to Zhang Xian.
When some guys become shameless, there's no one can ever outdo them.
"What? Are you arguing again?"