"Shi Jiumei, I'm really curious. Why are you so relentless about me wearing a mask, as if it's really bothering you?" Even with the mask on, Ye Fei's eyes revealed deep sarcasm. "Whether I show my face or not doesn't affect the competition. So, what does it have to do with you?"
"I... I just think, it's never happened before. Suddenly breaking the rules now, it just seems strange," said Shi Jiumei, enraged and embarrassed.
"Why should you find it strange? Does the decision from the organizers need to be discussed with you? If you really think it's so strange, go talk to the organizers. Why are you telling me?" Ye Fei said coldly.
She's really not afraid of Shi Jiumei going to the organizers.
It's Zhao Gushen himself who agreed, so even if you go to the organizers, it will still be the same.
"Not just wearing a mask, you don't even dare to reveal your real name." Shi Jiumei glanced at the name tag pinned on Ye Fei.
Fei Xiaomo, it's obviously not her real name.
