Yang Tianzhen was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan facing his idol’s tears. He took out a tissue and handed it to Scarlett, only to be glared at angrily.
"Get Old Yang to e over. You can talk to her alone.” Luo Feng sent another message to Ai Tingya.
Ai Tingya nodded obediently and said a few words to Yang Tianzhen, asking him to go to Luo Feng’s side first.
Yang Tianzhen did not understand what Luo Feng meant, but he obeyed Luo Feng’s arrangements. He sat at another table with a worried expression and looked at Ai Tingya and Scarlett worriedly.
"Is it really alright? Scarlett seems to be in a very unstable mood.” Yang Tianzhen said worriedly, “She looks like she needs a psychiatrist.”
"It’s best if we go further away on this occasion. Leave it to Tingya,” Luo Feng said.
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