She glanced at him, her eyes flashing slightly as they landed on his racing suit, "I should be the one asking you that, shouldn't I? Don't you have classes today?"
Mo Chen scratched the back of his head, a bit sheepishly, "I don't have classes today, and I came here to race."
Ye Jiuliang's sidelong glance caught the few who were trying to sneak away, her red lips curving lightly, "Stop."
Their faces turned sour, their legs trembling as they slowly turned around.
"Black J, we were blind to recognize the great before us. We didn't know he was your brother and we offended you inadvertently, we're sorry, we won't dare to do it again," the leading man said with a fawning smile, lowering his stance.
Mo Chen sneaked a peek at Ye Jiuliang's expression and saw that she didn't object, feeling secretly delighted inside.
It seemed that his sister still acknowledged him as her brother.
"Yes, yes, it's our fault," the others joined in, smiling apologetically, bowing once, then twice.
