Zong Yujin subconsciously caught the empty box that fell from his arms, his expression blank for a moment.
Perhaps the imagery was too vivid, because Luo Miao's arrogant demeanor lasted less than two seconds before she burst out laughing.
"Hahaha... Zong Yujin, you look so funny right now, I have to write this down."
She held her stomach with one hand to prevent herself from laughing too hard, and touched her phone with the other.
Before the other party could react, quickly snap a few shots.
That scene was captured in the white fruit machine.
Zong Yujin stared intently at the phone that Luo Ling hadn't yet put away.
It's the same style as his, just a different color.
In addition, this phone requires customization.
Not to mention the price, it's not cheap.
It's certainly not something someone dressed in clothes costing two or three hundred yuan could afford.
Ye Yang's words came to mind again; he felt like he had seen him somewhere before.
Those whom Ye Yang has met and remembers are probably not of low status.
Little one, what secret do you have?
"Eek~ Why does it suddenly feel cold?" Luo Ling shivered, rubbing her arms, and looked around in confusion.
Seeing that they didn't seem to notice, he clicked his tongue in surprise.
Or is it just my imagination?
Just as he was about to ask Zong Yujin, a figure flashed past and pounced on the person next to him.
Joyful sounds then rang in my ears.
"Brother Yujin".
Almost instantly, Luo Miao's mood darkened, and her face turned somber.
Just when he thought the other person would successfully jump into Zong Yujin's arms, he was hit with a 'thud' and fell directly to the ground.
"Ouch, that hurts."
The screaming female voice was sharp, piercing, and very unpleasant to hear.
The once arrogant young lady was now lying on the ground in a sorry state.
With her legs spread wide and her skirt billowing up, she looked completely out of place.
For some reason, seeing this scene immediately cheered Luo Miao up.
It even felt somewhat exhilarating.
There seemed to be a hint of satisfaction mixed in.
She couldn't help but glance at Zong Yujin standing to the side, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.
"Oh dear, serves him right! He thinks just any Tom, Dick, or Harry would fawn over our Young Master Zong? He's a toad trying to eat swan meat."
Seeing Yin Siqi's miserable state, Wang Chang showed no sympathy whatsoever, but instead mocked her with schadenfreude.
Weren't we planning to teach them a lesson? Now we're in trouble.
He brought it on himself.
The police officers were also taken aback by the scene. While they were still hesitating, the manager of Lafayette ran over and helped the man up.
"Miss Yin, are you alright? Are you alright?"
He didn't know Zong Yujin, but since this young lady addressed him so familiarly, she must be someone of status.
Moreover, he wasn't brain-dead, so he didn't stupidly accuse the other party.
But we can't afford to offend this young lady; we have to be careful around her.
Yin Siqi got up with the manager's help, her face pale, clutching her arm, glaring resentfully at Wang Chang.
"you..."
"Heh...where did this mosquito come from? Its buzzing is awful." Wang Chang scoffed dismissively and interrupted.
Then, turning to Luo Ling, he asked, "Boss, don't you feel a buzzing in your ears, and really want to slap them?"
Daring to compete with their boss for Zong Shao, aren't they courting death?
Didn't you see how black their boss's face was just now?
Yin Siqi is truly finished.
Thinking about it, it's actually pretty cool.
He made up his mind that from now on he would follow the boss's lead without question.
Under normal circumstances, Luo Miao would not have cared, but not now.
He nodded as if possessed, his expression one of great solemnity.
"Yes, he's so annoying, he should be slapped to death."