Liu Ying turned her body, crossed her arms, leaned against the windowsill, and stared at Wang Shaoyang with a faint smile on her face: "Is that so? But I don't think so! In fact, I think the opposite, the person who should be worried is you, maybe it's actually bad news for you!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Shaoyang hesitated for a moment, tightened his brows, and asked: "I'm curious, what gives you such confidence to think like that?"
"No reason! Just because I believe in him. In my heart, there's nothing difficult in this world that can hinder him. He has always been creating miracles, and I'm sure this time will be no different. He has never disappointed me! That's all there is to it."
Liu Ying said calmly, but her words were filled with powerful confidence.
"Hahaha! That's hilarious! Little Ying, I have to say, sometimes you're really naïve!"
