Ren Jingying's heart was pounding wildly with embarrassment, and she couldn't help but doubt Li Fei's strength. She said, "Hey, you should take a few more."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely take you with me," Li Fei said, half-jokingly.
Ren Jingying blushed even more, half-lowering her head. She usually didn't have much contact with Li Fei, but she'd heard rumors that he was the most typical loser of the Li Family, always securing the last place in any family competition.
This reputation had fostered his timid personality, much like a stray dog with a broken leg that got bullied wherever it went.
However, today it seemed that Li Fei was a bit different from the weak and cowardly young man she had heard about. Without saying a word, a flicker of curiosity arose in her heart. Just what kind of young man was he, facing the pressure from the powerful without any retreat or compromise?
Somehow, she started to hold a sense of admiration for Li Fei's actions.
