Shih Ke's face turned ugly, feeling deeply humiliated.
Yet, he truly didn't dare to confront Song Yunuan.
The beating he received yesterday, although it didn't feel real, was a fact.
The other bodyguards were sent flying with one kick each from her.
It was the first time he had seen a girl with such immense strength.
He couldn't believe it—where did such a delicate person get her strength from?
Song Yunuan didn't have time to waste on small talk with him; she actually had a lot to do today, aside from shopping.
However, just then, the mobile phone hanging on Shih Ke's waist suddenly rang.
Shih Ke somewhat ostentatiously took the phone off his belt.
Song Yunuan's eyes flashed subtly, she leisurely pulled out her Dongfang Hong from her purse, waved it in front of him, and mocked without courtesy, "Why are you still using such an outdated relic? It's like a big brick, but it does match your current status and your figure quite well."
