"I wasn't calling you... I wasn't calling you..." Fatty insisted, shaking his head vehemently as he looked back at a grinning Chen Li.
"What do you mean? You clearly called out to me just now. Spit it out, what is it?" Chen Li asked.
"Uh, I mean... It's fate that we met, so... could you... could you give me your phone number?" After hesitating for a moment, looking at the beautiful Chen Li once more, Fatty finally blurted out what he'd wanted to say all along.
"HAHA, fated? Who's fated with you? Your mom's fated! Your dad's fated! Your whole family's fated! You're all just one big, round, fated... dumpling!" Chen Li yelled again, her voice sharp.
Seeing this, Fatty was now absolutely certain: this beautiful woman was either crazy or a complete shrew!
He shook his head hard and quickly walked away, putting as much distance between himself and Chen Li as he possibly could.
Meanwhile, the tussle between Ye Lin and Lin Feng was still deadlocked, with no clear winner.
