Yan Zhiyu felt helpless at this moment.

The scene before my eyes seems familiar.

However, the last time her mask was taken off was intentional, but this time it was purely an accident.

After Yan Fangwei responded, she quickly took the mask off the sleeve of the man with glasses. In a panic, she stepped on the man's feet, and the man screamed like a screaming chicken.

She wanted to put a mask on Yan Zhiyu.

However, the crowd around had already recognized him.

"Are you seeing right? Is this the actress Yan Zhiyu? The murderer!"

"You're not mistaken, it's Yan Zhiyu! She actually dared to appear on the street in broad daylight. I'm really afraid that she will be beaten to death! In fact, my hands are itching now. I'm afraid I have to punch Yan Zhiyu twice before the symptoms can be relieved!"

"Yan Zhiyu, you are a shrinking turtle! During the last live broadcast, you clearly said that you would reveal the truth, but what happened? You suddenly cut off the live broadcast and there has been no news since then!"

"Do you really think Yan Zhiyu can say anything? That live broadcast was clearly a joke! If she had any guilt for her crime, how could she have come to the mall to consume entertainment? She is so shameless!"

Seeing the situation suddenly change, the man in glasses who had just fallen on the ground suddenly brightened up his eyes, and immediately climbed up from the ground, pointing at Yan Zhiyu's nose and cursing.

"Okay, so you are the female celebrity of the legal system! I was wondering why you are so uncultured... Now everything makes sense! People like you always do weird things!"

He became more and more excited as he cursed, as if he wanted to vent all the humiliation he had just suffered, and his excited finger almost poked Yan Zhiyu's face.

Facing the angry curses coming from all directions, Yan Zhiyu lowered her eyes, and the expression on her face seemed to remain unchanged.

She had heard this voice countless times over that time.

There is no explanation, only silence.

At this moment, the sound in my ears suddenly became much quieter.

Yan Zhiyu was stunned for a moment and looked up.

Yan Fangwei didn't know when she was in front of her, and her hands were covering her ears.

"Little fish, listen."

The warm and soft palms blocked out the curses, and the slender body blocked out the angry gazes.

Yan Zhiyu felt her eyes getting hot and her nose getting sore.

"elder sister......"

The cursing around was getting louder and louder.

Even through Yan Fangwei's palm, I could hear it clearly.

"...People like Yan Zhiyu are just wasting social resources! When they are alive, they waste air, and when they die, they waste soil! Compared to that patriot in the news recently, they are simply one in heaven and one in hell!"

"Please, how can a murderer compare with a patriot? She has made great contributions to the country and made the world a better place...but she is doing it behind the scenes!"

"You're right, the murderer is not worthy of being a shoe carrier for us! Oh, I said I'm a shoe carrier, being in the same frame with you is an insult to us!"

Yan Fangwei's eyes gradually turned red.

She took a deep breath, as if she had made some kind of decision, turned around suddenly, and walked in front of the crowd of onlookers.

"Let's talk about Xiaoyu again! Do you know who that mysterious patriot is?"

The man in glasses yelled: "We know, do you know?"

"Yes, I know!" Yan Fangwei gritted her teeth and said loudly, "This person is the little fish you are scolding!"