Do you want my autograph?

Li Lanxi laughed, looking at Wen Xiangyang and said, "Hey, you're quite impressive. That kick just now knocked him down."

Wen Xiangyang's earlier kick was an outburst, having been hit. Mu Lingqian might not have cared, but if Li Lanxi had been hit there, it would have been impossible to conceal.

Seeing Wen Xiangyang staying silent, Li Lanxi took the initiative to extend her hand, laughing as she said, "Hello, you certainly know me. But let me introduce myself, I'm Li Lanxi. And you?"

Wen Xiangyang looked at Li Lanxi's smiling face, she had willingly stood up to help her just now. She wasn't a bad person.

"Wen Xiangyang."

The view inside the cab was somewhat dim, not much better than the bar. Li Lanxi didn't recognize Wen Xiangyang whom she had just met a few days ago.

"You're quite the quiet one, aren't you? Are you nervous because you've encountered a big star like me?" Li Lanxi said this, raised her eyebrows and added, "You don't need to be nervous."