"You, what do you mean! You look down on me, huh!"
"Wait, don't cry, don't cry, I didn't mean to look down on you!"
"Cry? Who would cry? Haomei would never cry!"
Yuzao Haomei, hands on her hips, tried to look as imposing as possible while looking up at Dubian Che, her chest pushed out prominently, displaying her voluptuous curves to the fullest.
"Yes, yes, you won't cry. Yuzao is the best."
Yuzao Haomei puffed her cheeks, clearly dissatisfied with his condescending tone.
"Mr. Dubian, could you possibly help us out?" Ayane Kumi brought the topic back on track.
"I'll try," Dubian Che sighed, "but it's highly unlikely to succeed."
"That's okay, just the act of trying to set it up is enough!"
Ayane Kumi and Yuzao Haomei both looked delighted; it seemed they both genuinely wanted to be friends with Kiyono Lin.
Having agreed, Dubian Che started making arrangements on his way home.
First, he called Jiutiao Meijie.
