Hearing Lin Qian's question, a sly glint flickered in Fang Tong's beautiful eyes.
She flipped her chestnut-colored curls behind her ear and threw a coquettish glance at Lin Qian.
"Little Qian, I have something to show you."
Seeing Fang Tong's secretive demeanor, Lin Qian's curiosity was piqued, and she laughed, "What is it that you want to show me? You're being so mysterious."
"Hehe, something that makes one feel content!"
Fang Tong smiled triumphantly and scrolled through her phone to pull up a video, handing it to Lin Qian.
Lin Qian took the phone, opened the video, and couldn't help but slightly furrow her brows.
The video was a recording of Qiao Xiya being harassed by a man.
"Tong, this is..."
"Hehe, Little Qian, I told you I'd avenge you. How is it, seeing Qiao Xiya scared and running all over the place, does it feel satisfying?"
Fang Tong hooked her arm around Lin Qian's slender shoulders, asking with pride.
Lin Qian: "..."