"Are you sure? You're not joking?!"
Lin Fei couldn't help but be surprised. Matters of high-level allegiance weren't simply solved with personal favors or face. Considering Yu Wenjie had previously shared her feelings with him, Lin Fei had even prepared himself.
"I'm sure and certain, nothing is needed!" Yu Wenjie firmly replied to Lin Fei, her phoenix eyes blinked lightly, and she chuckled, "It's rare to have the chance to have you owe me a favor, so naturally, I want to seize the opportunity."
"You're really straightforward." Lin Fei, troubled by Yu Wenjie's peace overture that seemed like a disguised attack, said, "I don't really like owing—favors. Just set some conditions, as long as it's not making me you, I can accept anything."
Lin Fei believed he was being quite generous, but Yu Wenjie, with a somewhat girlish attitude, resolutely refused.
"Just no, I just want you to owe me."
"..."
At this point, Lin Fei could do nothing but sigh and accept, "Then, I thank you."
