"Even if you outnumber me, I'm not afraid, Song Xiaoxin. You still haven't answered my question—do you really want to see me strut my stuff right now?" Ye Shu kept advancing towards Song Xiaoxin as she spoke.
"Psycho, do you think I'm going to make a scene in public and be a laughingstock? Young Master Ye, time will tell, let's wait and see!" With that, Song Xiaoxin walked over to the other side of the waiting room.
A Lai and the bodyguards had no choice but to follow. "Sister Xin, what's there to be afraid of her? We have more people, why should we avoid her?"
Song Xiaoxin gave A Lai a disparaging look. "Do you even know how to speak? Why would I avoid her? I simply don't want to sit too close to such low-class people, that's all."
"Yes, yes, Sister Xin is right. That Ye Shu is naturally annoying to look at. If I were on the same flight with her, it would be such bad luck."
