Xiao Feng said impatiently, "Saying these flattering words doesn't mean much to me.
Because if I can agree, I will agree. If not, then no amount of flattery will help.
Moreover, excessive flattery makes people suspect you have ulterior motives."
"Oh?" Zhongli Meng asked with interest, "Mr. Xiao, when you say 'ulterior motives,' what do you mean?"
Xiao Feng put his hands in his pockets and replied, "My understanding is, you're either trying to harm me with such flattery, or you... have a crush on me?"
With that, he blinked and his expression seemed half-amused.
"..." Zhongli Meng.
She suddenly regretted wanting to talk to Xiao Feng alone, because the conversation seemed to always hit a dead end.
While she was pondering, Xiao Feng continued, "You might already be cursing me as narcissistic in your heart, but you wouldn't dare say it aloud.
Because you're afraid I might hold a grudge and not agree to help you later.
