"I think he's purely jealous of us, thinking we have more fans. What do you think?"
Su Wanxin glanced at Lin Yifan's smug expression, and although she really wanted to reply, "I think you're right."
But she couldn't help wanting to support Fu Shihan, so she smiled and asked, "Did he find you and not teach you a lesson?"
"…Hey, he did teach me."
"Then it wasn't thorough enough," Su Wanxin gave him an up-and-down glance and said indifferently, "Otherwise, how would you have the guts to come here and make complaints."
Hearing this tone, Lin Yifan sensed the situation was not right and quickly wanted to slip away.
He couldn't afford to offend Fu Shihan, and this little lady in front of him was equally untouchable.
Seeing this, Su Wanxin grabbed him, her eyes flashed, and she smiled mischievously.
Because she recovered her memory, she also remembered what Lin Yifan was afraid of.
Su Wanxin looked around and then whispered particularly softly to Lin Yifan.
