"Wudi, what do you mean by that," Ding Hao said with a hypocritical smile on his face, "where has Brother Ding offended you? If you have any complaints, feel free to speak out."
"Hmph, you haven't offended me, I'm just stating the facts, really," said Chen Wudi with a smirk, "you are indeed not worthy of my sister, and I'm doing this for your own good, to let you give up sooner rather than later."
The people around were all looking on with surprise.
What's going on?
Wasn't Ding Hao hosting this banquet to entertain Chen Wudi?
Why did Chen Wudi seem to have such a disdain for him?
Wasn't this just a blatant slap in Ding Hao's face?
Ding Hao's face was exceptionally awkward, his eyes dark and gloomy.
"Wudi, don't make a fuss," Chen Yao quickly scolded Chen Wudi.
But Chen Wudi just smiled and said, "Sister, I'm not making a fuss, I just want you to see Ding Hao's true colors, and then you'll understand that he is truly not worthy of you."