Fo Yu suddenly saw Su Yan's wrist and his eyes instantly bulged.
"Mistaken my ass, this guy is definitely Su Yan!"
An agent held his chest, feeling like he needed oxygen.
Ahead of them, Su Yan's heart skipped a beat, his face changed for a moment, his eyes darted around, and he continued walking, only picking up the pace a bit.
"How can you tell?" two colleagues looked at Fo Yu.
Fo Yu, trembling, pointed at Su Yan's retreating figure, "Can't you get a different watch!"
Su Yan, who had been walking calmly, suddenly stiffened and the next second he was running fast with long strides.
Zhuo Ya and Qi Xing, seeing this, cursed under their breath and quickly gave chase.
Fo Yu stood there with his eyes staring blankly, mumbling to himself, "...Why did I have to end up with such an artist."
Although he looked like he was about to faint, he still chased determinedly.
