"Fathead, fish," Qin Yiyi's round eyes glinted with a trace of ferocity as she looked at the burly man before her.
"How dare you! You actually dare to call our boss Yu 'Fathead Fish'—do you have a death wish?!" The lackeys standing behind the burly man erupted in noisy protest.
Qin Yiyi glanced at the group gathered at the entrance of the alley and, ignoring them, stepped forward until she was in front of the burly man. Looking up at him with a small face, she curled her lips into a smile and said, "It's been just over a year, and you don't remember me??"
The burly man stared at the petite, adorable little face before him, which was as radiant as the bright March sunshine, yet for some reason felt a bone-chilling coldness engulfing him.
"Big... Big Sister..." The burly man took another step back, addressing Qin Yiyi with a trembling voice.
"Hmph," Qin Yiyi snorted dismissively through her nose.
