Su Yuhan's hand trembled, and the popsicle she was holding, still mostly uneaten, nearly dropped to the ground.
After a brief pause, she took a deep breath and pretended she hadn't heard the voice, continuing to walk forward as if nothing had happened.
But a certain someone clearly had no intention of letting her go so easily. Su Yuhan had only taken two steps before a hand clamped down on her shoulder.
"I'm talking to you. Are you deaf?"
Su Yuhan gritted her teeth, incredibly frustrated. But when she turned to face the person behind her, she had no choice but to plaster on a polite smile.
"Sir, were you talking to me?"
Qi Lianxiu stared at Su Yuhan's face for a long moment. A flicker of disappointment, almost imperceptible, crossed his eyes. Nevertheless, he folded his arms and let out a cold snort.
"Obviously. Is anyone else around here eating something so ugly and cheap?"
