Zi Yi looked at Lu Zhiheng who was deliberately trying to smear her reputation and rudely replied, "Ha… you young masters and young ladies of the high society have no skills of your own and have never once won against me in a bet.
When you can't afford to lose, you try to use underhanded means to play tricks on me. In the end, the unlucky ones are you… If it's my fault for letting you end up receiving a lesson every time, then I guess I am indeed in the wrong."
The words she said were full of sarcasm and she had purposely spoken in the universal language. Those big shots who heard what she said had subconsciously glanced at Lu Zhiheng.
How could Lu Zhiheng have anticipated such a rebuttal from Zi Yi? His expression changed several times and in the end, he just about managed to control his anger, with the thought that he would definitely find an opportunity to teach her a lesson in the future.
