In the end, Zhang De and her were the same: killed by the people they trusted most.
Now that she reincarnated, she knew how painful it was to be deceived by the people they trusted and got killed for it. She decided to give him a hand.
Zhang De sneered. "A bet? Bring it on. I'm not a p*ssy. I'm game no matter what."
Su Jin's fingers danced on the screen, typing. "If I get into top three, you'll cut ties with all of your friends and become my underling. Forever."
A wave of anxiety took over Zhang De. He creased his brows. "Are you kidding me? Look who's talking. Me being your underling? F*cking forever?"
Su Jin didn't take that personally. She knew what Zhang De thought of her, that she was a good-for-nothing. "What? Are you having second thoughts? Stop beating around the bush and tell me your answer. No going back on your words."
