Ling Tian'ao held Xia Zhisu in one arm, while holding Dongye's hand with the other, "Wrong, you've lost again!"
A clear taunt.
Dongye didn't mind, smiling slightly, "A person can't always win, right, Mrs. Ling?"
Xia Zhisu didn't want to get involved in their battle and could only change the subject, "Young Master Dongye was really impressive today! It's my husband's honor to have an opponent like you!"
Ling Tian'ao smoothly followed Xia Zhisu's lead, "My wife is right! It's my honor to have an opponent like you!"
Dongye had to admire Ling Tian'ao, "Using my hand, you got rid of those selfish ingrates in the company who only cared about their own interests. This move of killing two birds with one stone truly impressed me. It's my honor to have an opponent like you!"
Their words were light, but the air was thick with tension.
Both wore fake smiles, praising each other on the surface while stabbing each other in the back.
