Mo Yifan heard the voice from the side and instantly let go of Chen Waan's face. She rubbed it while glaring at the idol before her. She was a human, not a teddy bear. It hurt, alright?
"We can board the flight in half hour. What happened?" Wang Zibo took a seat in front of the two. He kind of knew what was happening looking at Mo Yifan's enraged face but he really wanted to hear the story.
Chen Waan sighed, massaging her poor cheeks.
"It's like this manager Wang. I am not mad at you both. I just don't have time to deal with anything else apart from my lessons. You guys only said my status is subpar, then you don't want me to put my efforts in elevating it. What's the use?" she finally relaxed and leaned her body against the backrest. That abrupt action of Mo Yifan earlier had almost given her a heart attack. She had calmed down after seeing Wang Zibo there.
