Fang Yi sighed, lit a cigarette, and turned back with a smile.
"Don't you dare smile!" Zhu Huimin ordered.
"Huh…" Fang Yi exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "What's with you, girl? You're being unreasonable. It's my face, and I'll smile if I want to. Are you really going to control that?"
Zhu Huimin responded, "I don't care, you just can't smile. Your smile is too ugly."
Fang Yi: "…"
Seriously? There's logic like that? My smile is clearly very handsome.
At that moment, Fang Yi realized a truth, never try to reason with a prejudiced person, especially if that person is a woman. Wanting to laugh, he said, "Alright, Miss Zhu, cut the chatter, what exactly do you want to tell me?"
Zhu Huimin took a deep breath and said, "I'm warning you, stop opposing Brother Song He, or you'll have me to contend with."
"Who is Song He?" Fang Yi had momentarily forgotten this person.
