In the bar, Li Li stared at the message Wu Xinghai had just sent, his brows furrowed so tightly it looked like he could crush a fly.
"Manman... It was my fault earlier, I was too worried about you, that's why I got so worked up... Please forgive me... Let's go watch a movie together tomorrow. Let's not fight anymore..."
Li Li read it word by word, feeling like chills were running down his spine.
"So pathetic! So cheesy!" Li Li's frown didn't relax a bit. "Is this how you usually talk to women when you text them?"
Wu Xinghai took a sip of his drink and chuckled, "That's just 10% of my skill."
"..." Li Li's mouth twitched, speechless. "If you go full throttle, I'm afraid I'd throw up."
Wu Xinghai didn't argue with him and said casually, "We're ordinary folks, Li the literary genius obviously wouldn't get it. Women, you see, just need to be coaxed with sweet words. Make her happy, and whatever you want to do will go much smoother."
Li Li retorted, annoyed, "So dumb."
