Zhang Lifang was so frightened that her whole body was shivering uncontrollably, yet she clutched her phone tightly, refusing to let Lin Xueyi see, her plump face so red it seemed about to drip blood.
Yang Fei and Lin Xueyi looked at each other, puzzled.
Both of them didn't understand what was wrong with this woman who looked as bright and tantalizing as a cherry.
"Sister, what's wrong? Tell us, so we can discuss a solution together."
Lin Xueyi walked over to Zhang Lifang's side, supporting her trembling body, and gently comforted her.
Zhang Lifang's body went limp, leaning on Lin Xueyi, and after hesitating for a moment, she finally handed her phone to Lin Xueyi.
Yang Fei was also very curious.
However, just as he leaned in, Zhang Lifang let out a terrified scream, covering the phone screen with her hand: "Brother Fei, you must not look."
Yang Fei shook his head and had to walk away, his eyes darting around, observing Lin Xueyi's expression.