"Oh my, you really wear your shame like a badge of honor, today I've truly learned something new. It's the first time I've met someone like you, it's a real shame for a beauty to be with you." The man said with a look of disdain.
But Yang Ming wasn't angry or annoyed; he kept smiling with pursed lips and said lightly, "So what? None of your damn business!"
"Oh my, are you admitting that you're not worthy of a beauty then?"
"None of your damn business."
"Oh my, why do you speak so rudely?"
"None of your damn business."
"Oh my, you're simply unreasonable."
"None of your damn business."
"..." Yang Ming's repeated 'none of your damn business' left the strange man fuming.
In the kitchen, Xiaoxiao heard Yang Ming's repeated remarks and couldn't help but laugh out loud. She didn't expect him to speak like that, but confronting someone like that, his old speaking style really wouldn't have worked.
Sometimes fighting fire with fire isn't such a bad idea.
