Even Su Muran and Sun Yuhan were no match for Yan Huan, and she was just a nobody. She was nothing.
“Don’t worry...”the voice on the other side finally quieted down, but even if it was comforting, it was a frightening comfort, “Don’t you still have me? Even if Yan Huan is your enemy, so what? As long as I’m here, you can go down in fame, and you can go down in fame...”
Yang Keke’s head felt as if it was pricked by a thorn.
“Who are you?”She couldn’t help but scream. who was this, who was this, who was this. What right did she have to continue being famous? What right did she have to think that she was Yan Huan’s opponent? In the entire Hai City, who would dare to offend Yan Huan? And she, Yang Keke, had just trusted this person and offended him, if it wasn’t for her, she wouldn’t have left Linlang. If it wasn’t for her, she would have gone against Yan Huan.
