Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Xia Siyi slightly raised her brow and instantly saw a somewhat detestable smiling face.
She bit her lip and huffed, "It's you, you jerk! I'm not in a good mood right now, get lost..."
"Hey, wasn't it just an accident last time when I grabbed that part of you... Surely it's not worth holding a grudge!"
Zhu Bufan smirked wickedly, with the unconcerned demeanor of a pig unafraid of boiling water.
"You, you..."
Hearing this, Xia Siyi was filled with anger.
Bringing up the incident had suddenly reminded her of the last time at the police station when a jerk grabbed her in that shameful way.
Thinking about it made Xia Siyi's cheeks flush with embarrassment and she stamped her foot in frustration.
At that moment, Zhu Bufan glanced at the scar-faced man retreating inward, and considering Chu Qingcheng's safety, quickly stepped in front of her, saying, "Hide in that corner and don't come out for now!"
"Okay!"