In her mind, she was picturing Shi Yuhuai slamming against the wall like a gecko, but unexpectedly, she nearly ran into it herself the next second.
But she didn't hit a wall, she collided with a person.
"Li Yang, is your head made of iron?! I... Ah, darn it!"
Before finishing her harsh words, she gasped, rolled her eyes, and stepped back, sticking herself to the wall.
"...Brother, you are shockingly ugly, almost made my heart stop with fright."
Li Yang did the same, sticking to the opposite wall, with wide eyes looking at her.
"You flatter me. You're no better. Is your makeup artist an amateur dropout?"
"You can insult me, but why insult my makeup artist? If you must insult, can't you do it more creatively?"
Li Yang rolled his eyes, slapped his chest, forcibly pulling back his swaying soul, and took a step forward.
"Let me tell you..."
"Stop right there!!!" Mu Qiu shouted, her voice cracking as she startled him.
"Why?"
