Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. Bai Jingjing thought to herself that the saying should be revised to think of the devil, and he shall appear.
Bai Jingjing never expected that she had just been thinking about this guy, muttering about him in her mind, and he actually showed up.
She was all too familiar with his voice. Bai Jingjing turned her head to look and saw that it was indeed Fang Yi.
Upon seeing Fang Yi, Bai Jingjing's grip on the cup in her hand tightened, her tense face relaxing only after a moment, but she made a gesture that left Fang Yi speechless.
Bai Jingjing gave Fang Yi a thumbs-down.
Fang Yi couldn't help but chuckle wryly. Was this girl saying that some part of him was small, or was she alluding to something else?
But Fang Yi didn't dwell on it. He strode forward, and just then, a man stepped in front of him, blocking his way.
The man was none other than Wang Yuan. Having blocked Fang Yi, Wang Yuan looked down upon him with a gaze full of disdain.