So Ruan Anan was not willing to stand at the farthest place.
When Ruan Anan saw Jiang Wuyang's position, her eyes lit up and she was about to go over: "Sister Yangyang, you shouldn't mind if we squeeze in, right?"
Jiang Wuyang: "Get lost."
On the field, no one gave Ruan Anan the chance to act cute, coquettish, or act like a green tea girl.
Ruan Anan squeezing in meant that someone on their side would be squeezed out, so the moment Jiang Wuyang finished speaking, someone reached out and pushed Ruan Anan to the side.
Ruan Anan didn't expect that their actions were so rough and they didn't care about the surface at all.
"Hey, what are you doing? Stop picking on me!"
"Go away. If you're late, just move aside."
In a few seconds, Ruan Anan was standing at the very edge.
When Sang Wan saw Ruan Anan being pushed aside outside, she felt refreshed.
"This damn kid, he still wants to get in our way?"
Mu Ziye also snorted twice: "Shameless."
Jiang Yiran was standing nearby, and the voices of several people reached his ears clearly, making him look grim.
What right do they have to say that about An An? An An is not like Jiang Wuyang, who can grab a good position.
What's wrong with seeing someone familiar and wanting to get close?
"Say it again?" His voice was bone-chillingly cold.
Mu Ziye is the little bully at home, but he is not afraid of him: "Stinky! No! Need! Face!"
Jiang Yiran was furious and was about to attack him immediately.
He was stopped by Duan Jinyan who still had some sense and frowned.
With an irritated look on his face, he asked, "Can you please stop making trouble?"
Meng Yanche also hugged Mu Ziye's waist, and with a little effort, he pulled him up and carried him to the other side. He said calmly, "Watch the game quietly."
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