Su Yan was in a hurry to cross the street, but she came to a halt when she heard Xiao Hua's voice.
Blinking her eyes.
Then she looked again at the assistant who was holding her hand.
She pursed her lips and withdrew her arm.
Looking at that sharply spoken assistant,
her tone remained gentle and slow as she said,
"Was I not clear enough just now? It's not convenient. Can you understand that?"
Her words were clear and methodical, as if engaged in a formal business discussion.
Xiao Hua listened to Su Yan's words.
And swallowed quietly.
Having followed the Host for so long, she had gained some understanding.
Every time, when the Host got this methodical and serious, it meant she was about to do something savage that didn't match her innocent appearance.
It could be taken as a formal notice.
Just like those critically ill notices given to the dying in hospitals.
The assistant was startled for a moment, then crossed her arms
With a "heh" sound.
Sizing up Su Yan,
