Yan Yichen's face was terrifyingly gloomy. His mood was terrible, not only because he was inexplicably rejected by his younger sister, but also because a "Chen Yaojin" appeared halfway through, leaving his heart in utter misery.
It was like the pie in the sky fell right before him, and just as he reached out to pick it up, he found someone else had snatched it first and spat in his face.
"Boyfriend?" Yan Yichen looked at Lin Xi, a mocking expression appearing on his somber face, "Someone like you, my sister would fancy you?"
"You, come here!" Lin Xi pointed at someone beside Yan Yichen and shouted, "Stop watching, I'm talking to you!"
Yan Yichen was directly ignored.
"Me?" The person looked bewildered, pointed to himself, and inadvertently took a step forward.
Lin Xi's gaze turned sharp, and he grabbed the man's hand. Only a cracking sound was heard, and all five fingers were broken!
"Ahhhh..."