Du Xiang lamented having ended up with such a pig-teammate. Expressionless, he glanced at Zhang Ming and said, "Your idea is rotten beyond saving. There are two possible outcomes if he does this—you're only seeing one of them. The other is that he gets treated like some creep and beaten to a pulp…"
"Huh? It wouldn't go that far, right?" Zhang Ming looked left and right, and no matter how he looked, Chi Yan's face was ridiculously handsome. "With our Brother Yan's looks, I feel like he definitely shouldn't be the one getting smacked, right?"
"That's hard to say! In my opinion, there's a ninety-nine point nine percent chance he's getting hit!" Du Xiang raised a finger and said, very confidently.
"Enough from you two! You talk way too much!" Chi Yan was completely annoyed by these two idiots, covered his ears, and walked off.
Anyway, he'd made up his mind. So he was going to keep pursuing her.
