Ye Zhenzhen looked up and met Wu Yuerou's eyes. "Who am I talking about? Of course, I'm referring to that green-headed fly," she said.
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Zhenzhen pointed at the fly that was resting on the glass outside the window. "That one!"
Wu Yuerou followed where Ye Zhenzhen was pointing, but she did not see any green-headed fly. All she saw was her own reflection in the light on the glass, wearing a green ribbon.
She clenched her fists in anger. The Lemon Channel was basically her territory, yet Ye Zhenzhen had the audacity to insult and boast in front of her.
"Ye Zhenzhen, I know you're quite the sharp-tongued one," she retorted. "You dare call me a green-headed fly, I have the means to expose your fake injury on the internet and let everyone tear apart your hypocritical mask."
"And all this nonsense about being valiantly injured and hospitalized, I bet you did it just for the sake of gaining public attention."