Xia Ling looked over at him and smiled. "Okay, take it as I'm borrowing it from you."
Li Lei lamented. This girl was not giving him any face here. Was she so bent on drawing the line? The wealthy gentlemen standing around looked on, confused. It couldn't be, did they hear it wrong? Did this girl say "borrow"? For people of their status and standing, she should be honored that they were willing to foot her wager. For Xia Ling to say that she was just borrowing it was like giving Li Lei a slap in the face.
This girl dared give Young Master Li a slap in the face?
As they gave him questioning looks, Li Lei grumbled softly. "I told you I haven't managed to win her over yet."
