Hearing Du Rou's words, Zhao Hui's triumph reached its peak.
He burst out laughing, his laughter dripping with gloating satisfaction. "Lin Feng, did you hear that? Du Rou is a bank employee, and she saw it with her own eyes! Are you still going to keep up this act? How do you plan to pay for a three-hundred-thousand-yuan bottle of Domaine de la Romanée-Conti?!"
Du Rou chimed in, her tone sharp. "Lin Feng, it's not too late to stop now. Don't lose the shirt off your back just to save face."
Chapter 63