บท 66: Male Lead's Script

"You!" Fang Han was stunned on the spot. Her muddle-headed mind gradually cooled down.

She was about to say something when Shi Man slapped her.

Fang Han was caught off guard and fell backward. She lay on the ground in a sorry state. Her face was burning red and swollen. Compared to the pain on her face, the anger in her chest made her feel even worse.

Fang Han panted heavily. Her round eyes were about to pop out. "How dare you hit me!"

"You said it yourself. You want me to do it." Shi Man waved her wrist casually and sat back in her seat. She raised her hand and made an inviting gesture. She said calmly, "Continue. You decide what to bet on this round."