Fu Ting smiled meaningfully and squeezed her wrist unhurriedly." Are you sure?"
"Of course!" The smile in Wen Tingyun's eyes became more and more wild. His tone was full of the arrogance of a big boss, as if he did not take Fu Ting seriously.
In the next second, the netizens in the live broadcast room saw an afterimage flash past their eyes.
Fu Ting arrived in front of Wen Tingyun with inhuman speed and punched her in the face.
"Ah!" Wen Tingyun fell to the ground, unable to fight back. His fist hit the bridge of his nose, causing two streams of blood to flow out. It was a comical sight!
"You!" Wen Tingyun covered his nose in pain and was about to cry. However, compared to the pain, he was more surprised at Fu Ting's speed. She was not even prepared to defend herself. It was obvious that Fu Ting had some skills.
Fu Ting blinked innocently. She stood up straight and crossed her arms." Didn't you say you'd let me have one move?""
