Guan Ziyu...
For the past four years, no one has dared to mention those three words in front of Huo Yihan.
Huo Yihan's face suddenly darkened, the irritation in his heart seemed to be ignited by alcohol, running around wildly with no outlet, his voice extremely harsh, "Don't you fucking bring up that name with me!"
The voice was not small, and everyone around heard it clearly, making the atmosphere a bit awkward for a moment.
Which of Huo Yihan's friends isn't savvy? They exchanged glances and, after some silent communication, continued bragging as if nothing had happened.
The chicken wing in Xu Moyi's hand had just reached her mouth, not even a bite taken, when she heard that extremely irritable sentence from Huo Yihan.
A bit stunned, "What's going on?"
Nan Wan just glanced at the two people, then leaned back on her chair, not wanting to move at all. Having not exercised for too long, just climbing the mountain for over an hour left her feeling weak all over.
