"Oh, what's wrong with him?" Wang Dadong asked casually.
"Tsk, tsk, he looks at me like he's seen a ghost—no, like he's seen a ghost when he sees a woman. Now he only hangs out with men. Brother-in-law, do you think he might have turned?" Lin Shir batted her eyes.
She seemed quite intrigued by this sort of thing.
"I say, Little Devil, does it concern you whether someone's turned or not?" Wang Dadong scoffed.
"Of course it does!"
"How so?"
"If anyone tries to flirt with me again, I'll use my brother-in-law's method to deal with him!" Little Devil had a mischievous grin.
Wang Dadong's face twitched, damn, cherish life, stay away from Little Devils…
"Brother-in-law, tell me, such a shameless tactic, how did you come up with it?" Lin Shir sat on the couch, her legs swinging, her arms hugging a pillow, cutely asked Wang Dadong.
"It's called using one's own tricks against them!" Wang Dadong sneered.
