Spray of Flowers, who was disguised as a woman, sized Ye Wanwan up and got interested as he muttered, "Aiyo, kindred spirit…"
Ye Wanwan turned to Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, go busy yourself. I'll talk to these people here!"
"Ah, how can I do that?!" Xiao Chen's cheeks turned redder.
"It's nothing."
"Hey! Xiao Chen—" At this moment, someone called for Xiao Chen to go over.
"Then… alright! Sorry to trouble you, Ye-ge. These people have nothing better to do! If they still refuse to move, I'll get security to chase them away later!" As someone needed her urgently, she had no choice but to thank Ye Wanwan and leave.
"Okay."
After Xiao Chen left, the three people were unmoving mountains and continued to occupy the "precious Feng Shui ground." They didn't seem to have any intentions of moving at all.
"Aiyo, security? I'm so scared! I'm not even afraid of law enforcers - why would I be afraid of security, huh?!"
