It had to be said that different environments and experiences could change a person enormously.
A few years ago, Li Juan would never have been able to "tell barefaced lies with her eyes wide open," nor would she have dared to casually toss away a watch worth tens of thousands of dollars and quote a price of "six hundred."
This had been a gift from Fu Yiruo, her "second sister," last year. What if Wu Zhengyan had bid six hundred on the spot and taken the watch? Where would she buy regret medicine then?
But now Li Juan dared. Over the years, she had received all sorts of "earnest instruction" from sharp-minded people like Wen Leyu, Fu Yiruo, Li Ying, and her eldest sister Li Yue. She had truly grown a few extra wits and gained some skill at reading human nature.
So Li Juan had been certain that throwing out the watch would throw Wu Zhengyan off balance.
Sure enough, when Wu Zhengyan heard Li Juan quote six hundred, he immediately said, "A fake? Li Juan, do you think that's funny? Your watch is a Cartier limited edition. Ordinary people wouldn't even recognize it—who would imitation goods be sold to?
"And just because your nephew and niece had a conflict with a classmate, you people went all the way overseas to find videotapes of lions fighting tigers for that classmate to watch. Would people like you wear fakes?"
Li Juan raised an eyebrow and said blandly, "Let's not discuss whether this watch is real or not. Who told you about the lions and tigers? Xu Lingmiao, right? And you copied this confidential data to hand over to her too, didn't you?"
"Not Xu Lingmiao. Don't drag other people into this."
"Then who told you? There had to be a