Of course Qiu Yuxuan would never believe that kind of bullshit.
Any time this guy has the chance to take advantage of her, he never misses it.
This time he was hemming and hawing—obviously he didn't have the slightest confidence he could win.
Thinking of the "trauma" from those last two bets, all her old and new grudges surged up at once!
She had zero intention of letting Jiang Cheng off the hook.
This was a rare chance at victory; she had to turn the tables in one go!
She took a step forward, almost close enough that her face touched Brother Cheng's.
Her breath was fragrant and intoxicating, but there was nothing polite about her tone.
"Quit the chatter. Just answer one thing—do you dare bet or not?"
Looking at her dazzling eyes under those thick lashes, brimming with aggression, Jiang Cheng's lips twitched.
"You provoking me?"
"So what if I am?" Qiu Yuxuan shot back needle for needle.
