Ye Shu offered a cold laugh, feeling that Ye Xinyu was utterly boring.
"What, scared to make the bet?"
"I don't really care. I'm just afraid you can't afford to lose! How about this—if you lose, you don't have to bow and apologize. Just imitate a dog barking three times. How does that sound?"
Backlit, Ye Shu cast a long shadow with the light falling behind her, inexplicably exuding an undeniable confidence that seemed to extend from her person to even her shadow.
Ye Xinyu's right eyelid twitched involuntarily with irritation, but she soon burst out into an arrogant laughter, "Keep pretending! I really want to see if you'll still have the audacity when I take over and hold a press conference as the person in power!"
"You say, apologizing and imitating a dog in public—how will the media write about it? Will they write 'Director Sun's new protegee barks like a dog in public, shameless and brazen,' or perhaps..."
Before Ye Xinyu could finish, Ye Shu had already left with a sneer.
