"But I just trust you that much, Qiao Xiguan, and I feel that for someone like you, playing some tricks would be a very simple matter." Qi Lingfeng's tone was filled with certainty, and as he spoke, he wore a smile that was not entirely serious.
"I am powerless." Qiao Xiguan rejected him straightforwardly.
Qi Lingfeng's eyes lifted sharply, his gaze tightening.
Unmoved, Qiao Xiguan even flashed a hint of malice in her eyes, "If you could seduce Ye Mei and make that woman wholeheartedly work for you, perhaps you might still have a chance to succeed."
Qi Lingfeng's face turned dark in an instant.
"I was just speaking off the cuff," shrugged Qiao Xiguan.
Qi Lingfeng was coldly staring at her the whole time—his demeanor a world away from before, clearly very displeased with Qiao Xiguan's topic of conversation.
"It seems our first collaboration has ended in failure again," Qiao Xiguan stood up, stretching lazily.
Qi Lingfeng's expression was gloomy, and he said nothing.