"Don't tell me you really think that you can get together with Yan Nuo just because you got into Harvard? Don't forget that you're still a slut. A peasant is not qualified to marry him."
Ji Yinbing did not plan to argue with Vera about being called a lowly commoner, but she did not like what Vera said after that. Ji Yinbing picked up a gun and held it with both hands. From the way she stood, it was obvious that she had really practiced.
Ji Yinbing wore glasses and looked at the target that Weila had shot. She realized that she had shot ten times, but she had only been shot twice. One hit the third ring, and the other hit the fifth ring. These two rings might have been a result of luck.
Ji Yinbing suddenly said, "Let's have a match. If I win, you have to apologize for what you said just now."
Vera said, "You don't have the right."
"You're afraid of losing." Ji Yinbing wasn't trying to provoke her. She was just stating the truth.
