Xie Lin followed the staff member, strolling leisurely inside.
Passing a lounge area, he spotted Wu Meibing in the distance, sitting face-to-face with someone and chatting.
He paused, sent the staff member away, and quietly slipped over on his own.
When he saw the person opposite her, he froze in surprise, then laughed in exasperation.
Fu Yingying!
How had these two gotten together?
What a meeting of foul minds, a pair of thoroughly vicious twins.
He didn't need to think to know they were bad-mouthing him.
He just wondered what they were plotting, gathering here now.
Xie Lin looked around and found a table very close to them, screened by an enormous money tree.
He circled around, stopping at the counter to order some ice cream.
He had barely sat down when he heard the two women behind him arguing in low voices.
He ate in tiny spoonfuls, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
Wu Meibing's voice and manner were stern.
"The information you gave me was wrong, and you still have the nerve to blame me?"
Fu Yingying refused to back down and shot back.
"You're the stupid one, coming up with something as pathetic as seducing him with pheromones."
"You're the idiot. Is that what we're talking about right now?"
"Hah. I told you everything I knew. It's your own incompetence that kept you from driving Xie Lin away. You can't blame anyone else."
Both fell silent.
After quite a while, Wu Meibing finally drawled.
"Hah, as if you're so capable. Isn't that Film Emperor Fu still running circles around Xie Lin?"
Fu Yingying snorted.
"That's different. I used to have reservations, but now..."
She paused, her tone full of confusion.
"But he clearly treasured that badge. How could it have been useless?"
Xie Lin's hand stopped,