Yan Xia took a deep breath: "A stranger."
"Speak properly!" Yu Han responded coldly.
It was over eleven at night, how could she be on the road chatting with a stranger?
Yan Xia pulled a slight smile, her voice getting colder: "I am speaking properly."
Yu Han paused for a moment, then hung up the phone.
Yan Xia glanced at her phone before putting it into her pocket.
Seemed like the tables have turned.
"Ha ha! Little Lala, you're going to be single again soon, aren't you excited?" Xiao Nancheng asked playfully.
Yan Xia inhaled deeply and swung her purse forcefully at the man next to her.
"I warn you, stay away from me, or don't blame me for being rude!"
Xiao Nancheng was caught off guard and was hit on the head.
By the time he recovered, Yan Xia was already far away, hailing a taxi.
Just as Yan Xia got into the taxi, Yu Han called again: "Yan Xia, I'll ask you one more time, who are you with?"
"A stranger." Yan Xia replied.
"A stranger?" Yu Han questioned.
