Wu Yao was about to get in his car when he heard that name, and his tall frame suddenly froze, his face instantly turning as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"So you brought a whole crew to tail me tonight; you really went all out, huh!" Bei Yiyi scanned the crowd beside him, burped from the alcohol, and gave him a thumbs-up, "Impressive! You're very impressive, super impressive indeed!"
Wu Yao: "..."
Everyone else: "..."
"Bro, I'm begging you, can you please stop following me?" Bei Yiyi pressed her hands together, pleading, and staggered towards Wu Yao, "Going abroad and still being stalked by you, do you know how exhausting that is for me?!"
Wu Yao: "..."
"I know I'm beautiful and captivating, easy to make people commit crimes; mom and dad did too good of a job birthing me. I... I admit, it's all my fault! Please... burp... please spare this delicate flower, don't come and... burp... destroy me anymore, okay?" Bei Yiyi looked pathetically drunken as she gazed at Wu Yao.
