Yan Fei feigned confusion: "What ability?"
"That's not very nice of you!" Now Meng Si'an, relying on his injured state, dared to speak up. "I've never mentioned this to anyone else. Can't you just quietly tell me? Must I ask someone else...about your ability to flip a car over and drag it back up!"
Yan Fei continued to play dumb: "Really? I don't remember. I was too anxious after hearing you guys were injured. Besides, there was that tractor driver helping. I guess he was quite frightened too, and I was so anxious, both of us just unleashed our potential. Haven't you heard, some grandmothers can lift cars to save their grandchildren..."
"You're really not being nice!" Meng Si'an was so angry he couldn't find other words to say, just repeating the same phrase over and over. "That's really not nice!"
