Cui Tong almost didn't vomit blood.
She covered her chest, and only after a while did she recover. She wanted to grab Xia Xibei and shake her desperately.
"Pardon?"
Xia Xibei smiled at her, "I said, I'm the one chasing him."
Cui Tong took a few deep breaths.
"You like him a lot?"
"Yes," Xia Xibei nodded without hesitation. "That's why I want to pursue him."
"What do you like about him?"
"He's good-looking, rich, and treats me well."
That was a frank answer.
"Do you know him well?"
"I think so. I have known him for a while." Xia Xibei smiled, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. You don't have to worry about me being bullied."
Cui Tong stared at her for a while, sighed, then sat down on the chair and didn't say anything.
"Do you think I look easily bullied?" Xia Xibei patted the back of her hand. "I think you should be worried about him, right?"
