He must have seen it right. The woman in front of him was the star he knew. Although this tattooed man was old, he was also a big fan of celebrities.
"Big brother, big brother, her eyes were injured a few days ago. She can't see the strong light, so it's not convenient for her to take off her glasses," Jacob said with a smile.
"Boy, this has nothing to do with you. You'd better get out of here." The tattooed man frowned and stared at Jacob, saying, "I warn you, don't ask for a beating. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that something unpleasant will happen between us."
"Haha, Zabrina, yes, it must be you. Don't deny it. It's no big deal. I know that stars like to keep a sense of mystery in front of ordinary people, but they are just ordinary people. Our big brother is not an ordinary person." The drunk man laughed.
"Let's clean up the place first and let these people stay here." Jacob whispered in Zabrina's ear.