Huang Yueli looked at his fleeing figure as she found it even funnier.
Li Moying gave a cold harrumph, "At last he's gone, at least he knows what's good for him!"
Huang Yueli shook her head helplessly, "You don't need to act in this way right! Junior Brother Luo merely just spoke a few sentences to me!"
"What's there to talk about? Those matters which he mentioned are of no value at all!" Li Moying was filled with disdain for him.
Huang Yueli curiously asked, "The matter regarding the quota allocation, you're really not going to care about it? Then will you still go watch the tournament which will be held seven days later?"
Li Moying gave her a strange look, "What's there to see, don't tell me you wish to go?"
Huang Yueli shook her head.
"Then that does it! Let's ignore those boring people and continue with our bath! Can we soak together today?"
"Scram, fat hope!"
...
Seven days later.
