Ding Miaoyan extended her delicate hand and grabbed Fang Yi's arm, causing him to stop. Seeing Fang Yi's puzzled look, Ding Miaoyan shook her head and said, "Why bother with him?"
Fang Yi smiled and said, "If my brother were here, he'd definitely bother with him."
Ding Miaoyan was taken aback but still held onto Fang Yi, saying, "I know your brother has that kind of temper. He never tolerates it. But I still hope you can let him go this time, please."
Fang Yi squinted slightly, looking at the cool and pretty Ding Miaoyan. It had been a long time since they last met, and the difference in her was the slight touch of weariness in her eyes.
Actually, whether to deal with Ye Ming or not was entirely up to Fang Yi.
It wasn't that Fang Yi had to deal with Ye Ming; it was just that his words were extremely unpleasant. If Fang Yi hadn't heard them, he'd let it go. But this Ye Ming was like a dead pig that feels no fear of boiling water, aiming for the sky.
