Diya stared fixedly at Jiang Xuecheng and Su Wan, her amber eyes filled with a determined cold light.
Bet?!
Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng looked at each other thoughtfully.
Even if they didn't hear the content, they weren't very interested in the conditions that Diya had proposed.
This young lady was arrogant by nature, and it wasn't rare for her to break her promise with a small temper. So what was the use of winning the bet?
"Why should we bet with you? Why should we trust your bet?"
Jiang Xuecheng's expression was indifferent. His deep phoenix-like eyes swept across Diya. There was not a hint of emotion on his face.
Upon hearing Jiang Xuecheng's cold voice, Diya's pretty face instantly sank,
Without thinking, she grabbed Fiennes' hand and used her brother's credit as a guarantee.
