"I'll do my best," Fang Yi said only these two words.
However, compared to earlier, Fang Yi's attitude had clearly softened a bit.
Actually, at this moment, Fang Yi was feeling somewhat tired, not physically, but mentally.
He had encountered too many things today, and he wanted to live quietly for a while, but there was no such peace, only one trouble after another, leaving Fang Yi a bit weary of dealing with them.
In the past, Fang Yi would have already been bantering with this Third Senior Sister who suddenly appeared in front of him, joking around wouldn't have been unusual at all.
Setting down the wine glass, Fang Yi picked up a skewer and started eating without much taste. Compared to his own Qingtian Barbecue, it fell short.
At this time, Fang Yi couldn't help but let his thoughts wander.
But before Fang Yi could zone out for long, someone patted his shoulder, and Fang Yi looked slightly puzzled at Leng Wushuang.
