She would never admit it.
"Fine, very fine," Li Xingwan’s gaze was fixed on her, "then let’s continue."
It just so happened that she hadn’t had enough fun yet. And coincidentally, she liked dealing with people who dare to act but not to acknowledge, who say one thing and mean another. She had all the time in the world.
The live audience: "!!!"
"It must be that Qi Yue really did something, right? Otherwise, why would Li Xingwan, such a formidable person, be so persistent?"
"She wouldn’t have any reason to be at odds with Qi Yue, emotionally or logically, right?"
"Yeah, especially over just an ordinary friend!"
"We believe in Xingwan!"
The entire live audience had almost started to change their tune by now. From initially feeling that Li Xingwan shouldn’t target Qi Yue so much, to now thinking that since she was so persistent, she must be different from the Qi Yue shown on camera!
"Right! We must believe in Xingwan!"
Qi Yue got out of the car and walked toward the other side, and naturally, Li Xingwan followed.
Qi Yue clenched her fists, her face deathly pale. That feeling of being pestered to the point of nausea surged up again. She was almost at her breaking point.
"What on earth do you want?!" She truly broke down this time, unable to bear it any longer. Mainly because she had compared herself to Li Xingwan so much, and yet, not once had she won against her.
That feeling made her sick to her stomach.
And she had never experienced it before.
"What on earth do you still want?" Li Xingwan answered her in a calm and unhurried voice. And when she walked beside her, there was an immediate sense of overshadowing her.
At least, that was the impression from within the live audience.
Although Qi Yue was sexy, she just wasn’t as good-looking as Li Xingwan. She lacked her temperament, her skin wasn’t as fair, and it could even be said that she lacked her breathtaking beauty.
On the contrary, she now seemed somewhat disheveled.
A prominent actress presenting such a state in a live broadcast!
"Ahhh!" Qi Yue was furious.
"Or is it that you, Qi Yue, can’t do anything anymore?"
She was driven to the brink of a breakdown by Li Xingwan.
"Then you might as well retire," Li Xingwan’s next sentence directly shattered her body and soul.
Retirement was out of the question for her!!
Qi Yue continued to walk ahead. But no matter what she did afterward, Li Xingwan would do the same.
If she poured tea, Xingwan would drink even finer, more luxurious tea. More knowledgeable about tea than she was! If she cut fruit, Xingwan would carve it with artistic finesse. If she sat on a chair without grace, Xingwan would be absolutely graceful.
The thought of getting a manicure made her feel disgusted, and Li Xingwan would reveal her slender, delicate hands that could make even women’s hearts flutter.
It gave the live audience a frenzied feeling.
She would consistently perform better than her in every aspect. No! It shouldn’t be called performance. It was just that she was inherently better than her.
This was extremely frustrating.
"Ugh!" Finally, Qi Yue couldn’t help vomiting. In her life, she had never been so thoroughly suppressed, made to feel utterly worthless at every turn.
If this continued, her status, her pride, and everything she had now would decline further and further.
"Qi Yue, if you’re not too busy, how about another game of chess?" Li Xingwan sat there leisurely.
It was clear she had no intention of giving up.
"I apologize to you! I apologize to you!" Qi Yue’s voice was tinged with a sob. She couldn’t take it any longer. It was as if Li Xingwan had pushed her to tears. "Your friend didn’t steal my bracelet! It was unintentional when I pushed her down the stairs, okay?!"