Upon seeing that it was Tang Qing, Yan Fei furrowed his brow, especially when he noticed Tang Qing dressed in student attire, good-looking enough to outshine him by a mile. The sparks of envy began to kindle, and his vexation grew. Using a commanding tone, he said, "Tang Qing, you're finally here. You go to the box first, I have to handle some things here."
He hadn't yet grasped the meaning behind Tang Qing's previous words and by instinct, grouped Tang Qing into his camp, assuming he was casually offering him some support.
"So, harassing her amounts to 'handling things' for you?" Tang Qing sneered, casting an oblique glance at Zhang Jing and asked coldly. Noticing that Yan Fei had not yet grasped the situation and was acting high and mighty, he grew agitated, thinking: Are you planning to bully us too?
"What do you mean?" Yan Fei asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
