The woman with the fiery red, wavy hair left. Li Qian breathed a long sigh of relief and glanced over at Li Lanying, who was also wiping her forehead.
"Li Lanying, try not to be so reckless next time."
Li Lanying was also feeling lucky. 'Dad always says to be careful when you're away from home. Today was a good reminder.'
"And you, Fatty An. It's a good thing she didn't hear you. Otherwise, your situation might have been even worse than Li Lanying's."
Fatty An was indignant and retorted, "What about me? It was just a normal compliment, a sign of appreciation. I didn't say anything sleazy."
"You should look in the mirror before you say that. The word 'perv' is practically written on your face," Li Qian mercilessly shot him down.
"Is it that obvious?" Fatty An's expression soured.
As they talked, the group of four began to scan their surroundings.
