Xia Siyu completely ignored his words and continued to move forward.
The man kept cursing, "Xia Siyu, what do you want to do? Want to use your hands?"
With so many people watching, he wished he could shove the camera right in her face. Even if there was just a slight flaw on her face, he could immediately post a 300-word essay online!
But Xia Siyu, holding a small sun umbrella and wearing high heels, remained unperturbed.
She was beautiful; even so close to the camera, there wasn't a trace of imperfection.
She was proud, and that look in her eyes was utterly disdainful. Coupled with her height, her aura was practically towering.
She walked over step by step, directly bumping into that person's camera. That person was a bit scared on the surface, but inwardly delighted: She couldn't hold it in! Come on, hit me, curse me! In front of all these people!
