How could a universally acknowledged good-for-nothing have such a look in her eyes?
Could it be her own misconception?
If there were any, it should be a look of jealousy, after all, Wen Junxi was now with her, and this waste couldn't even compare to a single strand of her hair!
Thinking so, Liu Yike felt much better inside, the corners of her mouth curling up again with a proud smile, she said disdainfully, "What are you struggling for at this point? You've definitely lost this time!"
Because she was certain these love letters were written by Chu Jin, Liu Yike said this last sentence with extreme confidence!
Chu Jin raised an eyebrow, "Are you that confident?" After a pause, she added in a weighty tone, "Or... are you simply unable to afford the bet?"
"What a joke!" Liu Yike crossed her arms over her chest, giving Chu Jin a sidelong glance, "How could I not afford the bet? Your name is clearly written in black and white on these love letters!"