Imitation?
Racing techniques?
Pei Yutang was puzzled by Lin Yan's seemingly cryptic words… What kind of imitation was she referring to?
"Lin Yan, what did you just say?"
Wei Xufeng marched over to Lin Yan, looking impassive and aloof.
"What's wrong with you again?" Lin Yan turned to face Wei Xufeng. Why was he like a ghost who lingered around her all day long? She really wanted to know who was harassing who actually. Could he have some self-awareness?
"Did you just say that Yeva's racing techniques are easy?" Wei Xufeng glowered at her. He looked as though he was about to explode. How dare she insult his idol!
"Was it really difficult? I can do it as well." Lin Yan grinned with a shrug.
"You can do it?"
Wei Xufeng burst into laughter, as though Lin Yan had just cracked a hilarious joke.
