“To be clear with you, this is just a pretense, don’t take it personally.” Mu Ru Zhen warned Cheng Yuan nervously.
He knew that Mu Ru Zhen misunderstood him but could not bother explaining his smile, so he muttered, “Don’t worry, you’re not my cup of tea”
“Pfft!” Mu Ru Zhen rolled her eyes out of despise.
“Remember, when you get to my house, you’ve got to be as boastful as you can, you must make my parents hate you.” Mu Ru Zhen reminded once again.
The engine was started, then Cheng Yuan asked confusedly, “Can you elaborate, how boastful should I be?”
Mu Ru Zhen frowned and was starting to lose her patience, “My dad is a teacher, he always hates people who talk big, so you should talk as big as you can, make yourself seem as unreliable as you can, then that’s it.”