Ye Xiaoxiao found a hint of provocation in those eyes. Although it quickly disappeared, she caught it clearly and couldn't help but snort softly.
Fan Ying walked over to Yun Ya's side and patted her shoulder, whispering, "Spoiled young ladies like her always think the world revolves around them. Don't bother with her. If she dares to trouble you, I'll stand up for you. I'm not afraid of her."
Fan Ying's eyes were warm, her tone caring. Yun Ya couldn't help but smile and said, "Thank you, Sister Fan Ying."
"Hey, what are you being polite for? We're friends, aren't we? I, Fan Ying, would not hesitate to go through fire and water for a friend."
Yun Ya couldn't help but laugh, finding Fan Ying's personality truly amusing.
A commotion suddenly arose from the crowd. Yun Ya, with her sharp hearing, picked up the whispers and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Even though she was far away, she recognized that man at a glance.
Pei Qinghan—
