"You brat, Wenqing, you must come with me!" Maimai chased after him, grabbing his arm. "Otherwise, we're cutting ties!"
"Not going!"
"If you don't go, I'll expose on Weibo that you're GAY! I'll say you're planning to come out of the closet and make you half-famous!" Maimai unleashed her trump card.
Wenqing's head buzzed, "Who's GAY? Don't talk nonsense!"
"So what if it's nonsense? If you don't come with me, I'll talk nonsense. Just see if you dare to try!" Maimai lifted her chin, looking threatening, then turned back to the sofa to continue studying the contract termination.
Wenqing turned to look at her, angry enough to wish he could seal her lips. This damn girl, she dares to spin yarns about anything, and Wenqing believed she'd do anything.
