Chapter 896

Fang Yang nodded in response and bypassed the two of them to go straight inside the house.

"What? Trying to stop me again?"

Fang Yang looked at Wu Mian standing in front of him and spoke first.

"That's right."

Wu Mian looked at Fang Yang coldly, with no room for negotiation.

(This is so arrogant. Even as a girl, I don't know what she's thinking.)

(It's just inexplicable. Brother Yang, don't pay attention to her, just rush past.)

"Is that so?"

Fang Yang looked at Wu Mian, who was blocking him again, closed his eyes, and chuckled.

"Fine."

Then, Fang Yang opened his eyes, turned around, and walked back.

(No way? Brother Yang, weren't you going to teach her a lesson? Is that it?)

The fans were full of confusion. How was this different from what was said?

"Pfft, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I'm afraid many of you have already started recording, right?"

Fang Yang explained to the fans while walking towards his car.

If he really took action, he would probably be on the news soon. After all, others wouldn't care about the truth; pointing out what people wanted to see through rhetoric was the most important thing.

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By then, headlines like "A streamer actually did this to a young girl with a miserable background?" or "A person of high status actually strictly suppressed a part-time female student because of a small misunderstanding!" would appear.

(What? How could that be? How could we possibly treat you like that?)

The fans explained one after another, wanting Fang Yang to believe them. However, Fang Yang knew the power of the internet; one careless move and everyone would be shouting for his head.

By then, it would inevitably be very troublesome.

(Brother Yang, you're thinking too small. You have to trust us! Trust is the most important thing between people!)

Fang Yang looked at the fans who kept trying to persuade him and felt even more that things weren't simple.

"There's no silver buried here" (a Chinese idiom meaning to reveal one's secret by trying to hide it). Aren't you guys just exposing yourselves?

"Yo, you want me to teach her a lesson that much? You're probably recording right now, aren't you?"

Fang Yang raised his eyebrows. These guys who loved watching the drama definitely weren't that simple!

(How could that be? We can't record anything. We are absolutely loyal to Brother Yang, how could we do such a thing?)

(Yeah, yeah. Besides, I don't know why, but you can't screenshot or record this stream. Anyway, it's very strange.)

Fang Yang was stunned. Can't record? Could it be because of the police?

But if that were the case, that would be great.

"That's not it either. I don't believe you guys don't have a backup phone or something."

As soon as this was said, many fans who were holding backup phones ready to film put them down and smiled awkwardly.

"Wait!"

Wu Mian panicked when she saw that Fang Yang was really going to leave without any hesitation, and she had to hurriedly call out to him.

"Stop!"

Wu Mian hurried to catch up with Fang Yang, just to stop him before he left.

After all, it was the Miss herself who had said to let him up. If Fang Yang left directly, how was she supposed to explain it?

Fang Yang wasn't deaf, so he naturally heard Wu Mian calling him from behind.

Presumably, not letting him in was Wu Mian's own doing. But since she dared to stop him, she had to be prepared for the result of him getting angry and leaving.

Fang Yang got into the car and couldn't help but smile as he watched Wu Mian running towards him in a hurry.

"I didn't expect you, a poker face, to have so many emotions now."

Then, Fang Yang stepped on the gas, made a turn, and quickly drove away.

"You can explain it to Li Hui yourself."

(Brother Yang is so bad.)

(Exactly, if there's a grudge, take revenge directly, without any mercy.)

(Ah? Brother Yang, it seems he didn't take action either?)

(Uh, it's just a metaphor, don't worry about it.)

"It's over."

Wu Mian froze in place, one hand still extended in an attempt to call out to Fang Yang.

Watching Fang Yang's vehicle gradually drive away, Wu Mian didn't know how much she regretted it.

If she had known Fang Yang was so decisive, why did she stop him a second time?

"Miss."

Wu Mian returned to the room and looked at Li Hui with some embarrassment.

"Hmm, where's Fang Yang? Didn't he come?"

Li Hui looked behind Wu Mian and found no sign of Fang Yang.

"This..."

Wu Mian really didn't know what to say in the face of Li Hui's question. Really, how could Fang Yang give up so easily?

"Fang Yang, you stopped him, didn't you?"

Li Hui put down her phone and looked at Wu Mian, who was stammering at the door.

"Yes."

Hearing Wu Mian's affirmative answer, Li Hui closed her eyes, not surprised.

After all, although she was on the second floor, she could still vaguely hear the sound of the car leaving outside.

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"Sigh, you go down."

Li Hui waved her hand, not asking why Wu Mian did that, just letting her go do other things.

Wu Mian received the instruction, quietly closed the door, and left softly.

(Wow, hahaha, Wu Mian must be very regretful now. After all, looking at her appearance, Li Hui wanted to let you in.)

(That's for sure. A guest came, the host asked to let them in, but they were turned away. No one would be happy about that.)

"No way, my poor boss. It's just that her little employee wouldn't let me in."

Fang Yang shook his head in sorrow, pushing the "willing but unable" act to the extreme.

(So mean, so punchable.)

(I think so too.)

Looking at the fans' unanimous comments, Fang Yang didn't take them to heart at all.

"Come, come, come, hit me, hit me! Come and hit me!"

(Good, good, good, you are simply too arrogant!)

(He's floating, he's definitely floating now, right?)

After continuing to play around with the fans, Fang Yang finally returned to his destination.

"Alright, jokes end here, I have things to do too."

Saying this, Fang Yang got out of the car and walked towards his room.

Arriving at the door of his small room, he was a bit surprised to see the wooden door still closed.

"She wouldn't have... never come out, would she?"

Fang Yang was stunned. Surely not, right?

With uncertain thoughts, he slowly pushed the door open and saw Mo Yan still lying on the bed, seemingly sleeping. He sighed.

He really hadn't provoked her, so why was she angry?

Could it really be the same as what was said online?

"Hmm?"

Seeing the quilt starting to squirm, Fang Yang made a questioning sound.

Mo Yan poked her head out, looked at Fang Yang standing at the door, smiled, and yawned.

"Awake?"

Fang Yang turned his head to look at the empty plate on the table that had been eaten clean and smiled. ===== CHAPTER 897 =====