These words made Deng Yunyi feel extremely uncomfortable inside.
Last time at Old Master Zhan's banquet, she had taken the initiative to approach him and asked for his WeChat ID, and now she didn't recognize him?
Or was it because he had rejected her last time, causing her to lose face, so this was her holding a grudge?
Deng Yunyi believed he had figured out the truth. At the last banquet, he had been attracted by a girl's sword dance and beauty, approached her, and offered his WeChat ID, but she had refused.
At that time, he hadn't thought much of it, but now he realized it must have been because she felt she had lost face, so she hadn't accepted his WeChat ID.
Now that he had approached her again, she still had this dismissive attitude. This girl's vengeful nature was perhaps too strong.
Such a girl only had outer beauty, but her core did not match him.
Having analyzed this, Deng Yunyi hesitated.
To pursue or not to pursue?
He decided to test her character again.