A bet? What kind of bet?
"I bet you'll eventually give in and throw yourself in my arms." He raised his eyebrow playfully, but his damned confidence made his words infuriating.
Instantly, Wen Duoduo was both angry and embarrassed: "Let me tell you, Lu Jinyan, I absolutely won't! Absolutely not!"
She repeated it twice just to reinforce her assurance.
Lu Jinyan merely chuckled, not teasing further.
He knew well when to stop, leaving some suspense, as knowing when to pull back could achieve the desired effect.
He stood up and said, "The movie is over, let's end today's date here. I'm heading back now, no need to see me out."
After speaking, he picked up the jacket from the sofa, put it on, and walked towards the door.
As his large hand gripped the door handle, he paused, turning back slightly, giving Wen Duoduo a meaningful look.
Then, waving his hand, he said, "Good night."
Wen Duoduo had dark lines on her forehead.
