Wu Yan held her bag up in front of the other person. "This kind of bag can't get wet, and now you've ruined it. What are you going to do about it?"
Wu Yan's overbearing attitude left her friend beside her quite surprised. After all, in her eyes, Wu Yan was usually cheerful and generous in her dealings with others, not petty like she was behaving now.
Whenever it's break time, "Jianjia Alley" becomes crowded with people, mostly young ones coming to stroll around.
When people saw someone blocking the mouth of the alley, they all turned to look, trying to find out what was going on.
"Hey, say something!" Wu Yan shouted at the delicate girl in front of her.
