8 p.m., in a private booth of XX Bar.
In the dim lighting, Jiang Kechu and Xiao Bai sat across from each other, both with cold expressions and sharp eyes, staring down their rival.
The pressure in the booth was extremely low, as if sparks were flickering in the air.
After a while, Xiao Bai popped open a bottle of alcohol with a snap and slapped it in front of Jiang Kechu.
"Do you think Wan Chuchu is an easy target because she has no parents, playing the fool, so you assume she's easy to deceive, an old bull eating tender grass!"
Jiang Kechu's gaze was fixed tightly on Xiao Bai.
"First, I am serious about Wan Chuchu. I haven't deceived her before, and I won't in the future;
second, I'm not that old. I will grow old with Wan Chuchu and keep going with her."
Xiao Bai sneered, pointing at the bottle of alcohol in front of Jiang Kechu, and said, "You're already talking drunk before even drinking; have a drink first, then talk."
