"Stop pretending. Looks like there are really a lot of guys chasing after you!"
Ye Qingfeng smirked, gesturing with his mouth towards Shui Yiyi's back.
There, more than a dozen fierce men were staring coldly at Shui Yiyi.
Shui Yiyi turned around, her face instantly turning pale.
"You guys, don't come any closer. This is my boyfriend, he's a Martial Artist!"
In the midst of her anxiety,
Shui Yiyi clutched Ye Qingfeng's arm tightly.
Facing those fierce and towering men, she shouted fiercely.
It was obvious that the fear in Shui Yiyi's eyes
was not faked.
Moreover, the reason she approached Ye Qingfeng
was also because Ye Qingfeng, alone, had ordered such expensive drinks.
He certainly wasn't an ordinary person.
Shui Yiyi just wanted to find a protector.
"Do I have such an ugly girlfriend?"
Ye Qingfeng spread his hands, gesturing to the group of strong men.
"Pfft!"
Shui Yiyi almost spat out a mouthful of water.
