Fang Yi just tilted his head slightly to the side, dodging the cigarette with sparks, and then calmly looked at Fang Yingying, who was covering her mouth.
Fang Yi's gaze had a hint of amusement, which made Fang Yingying very uneasy.
Suddenly, Fang Yingying slapped the table with a loud bang, immediately attracting the attention of everyone around.
Fang Yingying didn't feel awkward at all, instead, she loudly said, "What are you looking at? Haven't seen a beautiful girl angry before!"
To be fair, Fang Yingying was indeed pretty, but more on the cute side. When it came to womanly charm, she didn't have a bit.
The people around turned away and stopped watching, and she withdrew her hand.
As she withdrew her hand, Fang Yingying's hand trembled slightly—a small detail that Fang Yi caught entirely.
Slapping the table felt good, but unfortunately, it also hurt her hand.
