'Did Jia go crazy because we failed our first attempt?? But, it will be wrong if we try to use the gas again! Zhao Yang might notice something is not right– '
"Hush, I just want to eavesdrop on them while watching those two. I mean...I need to see if Tan Xinya can make Zhao Yang cry." Lai Jiayi shrugged. The girl got on her bike.
"And if I can, I also want to prevent Tan Xinya from making Zhao Yang cry."
The girl's last sentence sent Yaya to the death door. The duck looked at Lai Jiayi as if she's a hippopotamus.
"You serious, quack?! If you want to do that, you will have to go to the bar– "
"Yep. Why not? So far, I think no one has been able to make Zhao Yang cry. Tan Xinya is the last possible person." Lai Jiayi saddled her bike to the internet cafe, not caring if Yaya had a pale look.
"Eh– so you want to confront Tan Xinya directly, quack??" Yaya slapped the back of Lai Jiayi's head as he sat on the girl's shoulder.
