"No need to sugarcoat it. A loss is a loss. Did President Li come here today with such high spirits just to see me make a fool of myself? If that's the case, then congratulations, you really did see it. I'm currently unemployed at home, so I won't pose any threat to your chain hotel," said Wen Ya icily.
Li Xiaobao laughed heartily and said, "Good, good!"
The double affirmation made Wen Ya's pretty face even colder. She felt this kid was indeed mocking her.
Wu Fengqing, seeing the sharp verbal sparring between the two, knew that Li Xiaobao wasn't mocking Wen Ya. Instead, he was saying it was good for Wen Ya to have free time at home, because he knew what Li Xiaobao was here for.
Wu Fengqing said with a smile, "Sit down, the both of you, and talk. Don't get too worked up. Wen Ya, give your old uncle a bit of face. Xiaobao is a good friend of mine, so much so that without him, you wouldn't have the uncle you have now!"
