"In terms of shamelessness, you're really neck and neck."
"That's why I could beat him," Tang Yuezhe glanced at her, flicking the dust off his dirtied shirt as he looked down, his tone lazy, "I'm a businessman, not a boxer in the ring. There's no need to fight fair—winning by any means is still winning."
He slowly stood up, leaning on the sofa, covered in numerous injuries but wearing an air of indifference. He squinted at Chi Huan standing beside him, snickered, "You're not upset about him getting beaten, are you?"
Chi Huan stood straight, her lips pressed into a thin line as she looked away, her voice cool, "Just make sure you don't come crawling to me to fix things when he retaliates later."
Tang Yuezhe raised his eyebrows, "You know about that?"
Chi Huan's eyelid twitched, and before she could say anything else, the fight had started on the other side.