Turning Someone's Trick to One's Own Use

Lin Wanwan was about to reply when someone knocked on her door.

"Who's there?"

A gentle female voice traveled in from outside the door. "It's me, Su Maner. I want to have a chat with you. Is that ok?"

Lin Wanwan's eyes flashed slightly. She walked over to pull open the door.

Su Maner was still wearing that complicated gown. The smile on her face was so gentle that Lin Wanwan felt goosebumps.

"Mind inviting me in to sit down? I know there are a lot of misunderstandings between us. If enmity is not settled amicably, there'll be no end to it. Look, I even brought supper over. We can eat while chatting."

Lin Wanwan looked at the food boxes in her hands. A glimmer of light flashed past her eyes, but she still gestured a "please" with her hand.