Ouyang Feng picked up his cell phone, his slender fingers flicked, and a video popped up. Who else other than Ling Fei could be the one enthusiastically in the video, poking fun at the name "Ouyang Feng"?
"I was just joking..." Ling Fei weakly explained, "Dream man, you're such a big person, I'm sorry, please don't be angry anymore."
The video continued playing.
Ouyang Feng's voice boomed out again, the entire car echoing with her brazen ridicule. Her explanation sounded so pale and weak amidst the boisterous background noise.
"If 'sorry' means anything... Ling Fei, how about if I put it online first, and then say sorry to you?"
Ouyang Feng sneered.
Ling Fei burst into tears.
Once, she had a chance not to offend her dream man, but she didn't appreciate it. If she could turn back time, she swore, she would cling to his leg.
"Don't do this, senior... For the sake of us being in the same school, don't do this!" Ling Fei lunged forward to grab his sleeve and shake it.