Song Yunuan did not expect that she had not even entered yet and the pot had already exploded.
She went to look at those people.
Her gaze then fell on a curly-haired woman who was looking around.
She also saw the money in her hand that she had not managed to stuff into her pocket.
It seemed to be a "Big Unity."
Well, that's just ten yuan.
At that moment, Lu Feng's gaze was all on Song Yunuan.
He was almost staring without blinking.
Then he really wanted to say to these people, "What are you whining about now, one by one? Isn't she not inside yet? There's no hurry to make a fuss after she goes in."
But recalling Song Yunuan's icy demeanor, Lu Feng's face turned cold, and he swallowed back his words.
Pursing his lips, he wanted to see how Song Yunuan would handle the situation.
It wasn't too late for him to step in and help her out when she got scolded to tears.
He didn't know what Song Yunuan was thinking right now.
