Yu Yesang gritted his teeth and whispered in Lu Fei's ear, "Do you think I'm willing?"

It seemed like I was back to Lu Fei, or it seemed like I was telling myself.

She was unwilling to give up, she was not willing to give up than anyone else, why did she still not compare to Yan Zai after so many years of hard work?

Why do you lose to Yan Zao every time?

She patted Lu Fei's quilt again and comforted her softly, "You go back first, I'll think of a solution."

After hearing her say she wanted a solution, Lu Fei seemed to see hope, immediately stopped crying, and nodded to Yu Yesang with sobs, "I understand."

She wiped her tears and snot indiscriminately.

Yu Yesang pulled her up.

Just then, Zhou Sicheng and congratulate him on the occasion.

"Sangsang."

Yu Yesang smiled and said to them: "She is a little unacceptable to the facts and is out of control. I will take her back to comfort her first."

As she said that, she helped Lu Fei walk past Zhou Sicheng and congratulations.

Zhou Sicheng nodded, "Okay."

Then he looked at each other with Congratulations, and they were helpless.

...

Yan had never been on the court, but became famous because of the ten-minute battle.

Her news has been flooded with the news for two consecutive days, and foreign sports media have reported this.

This is something Yan Zao never thought of, and never thought of.

She thought that she was famous and sensation must be because she lost her vest, but she didn't expect that she was playing basketball.

Surprise, really surprising.

Today, Monday, the store’s business was not very busy. Wenjing called for dinner early. Now they were fixed in the private room that Lan Mu asked to free.

Yan has been browsing Weibo.

After serving the food, the waiter suddenly called her, "Manager Yan."

Yan Zao raised his head and looked at the waiter in confusion. The waiter asked with a smile: "Can you sign me?"

"Ah?" Yan Zao raised his eyebrows, not sure if he had heard it wrong.

Looking for her to sign?

What's the use of her signature?

The waiter said: "My little niece sees you playing basketball. Now she is your fan. She begs me to ask her for an autograph."

Yan Zao: "..."

Her mouth twitched twice, and she was discussing tone, "Why wait for me to practice signing before signing her?"

I really haven't practiced the signature of the word Yan Zao, so I was so red that I was too caught off guard.

It was just a refusal, but the waiter took it seriously and nodded happily, "Okay."

Then I went to work hard again.

Yan was ashamed.

She was about to call Wenjing and ask her to come to have dinner soon when Wenjing's voice came from outside the door, "My God, my God."

Immediately afterwards, Wen Jing entered the private room in a breeze.

Holding the cell phone in my hand, sighing as I walked.

I seemed to have seen some big news.

She went to the table and pulled open the chair next to Yan Zao and sat down, approached Yan Zao, and whispered: "I didn't expect that Lu Fei was so unloved."

Yan Zao was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Wen Jing asked back: "Didn't you see it yet?"

After asking, she immediately said: "Someone broke out a video of Lu Fei sleeping with the coach at the age of 18, which is comparable to the video of the island's small country."

Hearing this, Yan Zao glared.

She was still browsing Weibo just now and didn’t see this news, “Where did you see it?”

Wenjing said: "I saw that short video in the classmate group, and my cheeks were hot."

She blushed and became shy as she said.

Pick up the water cup on the table and pour cold water into your mouth.

Yan Zao: "..."

She didn't answer Wenjing's words.

I wondered why Lu Fei had been working for so many years, why did the video of 18-year-old suddenly come out?

Could it be?

She sneered, "It depends on whether Su Haoche will break up with her next."
Chapter completed!