"Zeng Mina, not everyone is as dirty as you." Zeng Mina was stepping on Xia Yu’s cellphone and she had no intention to let go. Could Xia Yu beat her up and make her move?

Xia Yu was not that violent yet, and furthermore, even if she picked up the phone, it would not work again.

Forget it, Xia Yu didn't want to pick up the phone then, she pushed Zeng Mina who was standing in the middle of the way. Zeng Mina tilted while Xia Yu strode away.

After a fit of sulks in the ...