Chapter 271: What Biscuit Do You Think You Are (1)

After seeing Juice @ Mister Numbers, only then did it hit Shi Yao that Mister Numbers was still blocked from her Moments page. She immediately began typing out a message to excuse herself for the moment when a certain message popped up on her screen…

<111111>: [I’m afraid that I won’t be able to squeeze into the server if I brought her along.]

!!!

Are you saying that I’m so fat that I could crash the entire game server?

How could someone’s mouth be this venomous?

Besides, I already told you that I’m not fat, I’m not fat! Why do you have to keep harping on this issue?

Earlier in the afternoon, she was too busy eating crayfish to bother with him, but now…

With this thought in mind, Shi Yao indignantly typed on the screen and sent:<The recipient rolls her eyes and expresses that her thighs might be even slimmer than your arms.>

<111111>: [Have you mistaken your fingers for your thighs?]

!!!!!!

Who in the world would have fingers as thick as an arm?

Shi Yao’s inner fury rose to another level. She lowered her head to look at her slender and fair fingers before looking at her slim legs—she suddenly felt the urge to dive right through her phone and appear in front of Mister Numbers to dazzle those dog eyes of his till he went blind.

But before Shi Yao could type a word, <111111> had sent yet another message over: <While the hands of other ladies are slender and dainty, yours can only be described as…>

He intentionally stopped his message halfway through and paused for two seconds before another message popped up.

<111111>: [ Five Fingers Mountain ¹ .]

<Expert of the Monkeys>: [Boss, you’re going overboard.]

<Juice.: [That’s right, Boss. How can you speak to Sis Yao like that?]

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<Tide]: [It’s no wonder why you’re still single now, unlike me, holding my girlfriend in my arms, enjoying the cooling breeze of the air con, and munching sweet and juicy watermelons while watching some Korean dramas. This is really the life.]

<Expert of the Monkeys>: [Scram, you love-flaunting dog!]

<Juice>: [So what if you have a girlfriend? Is that such a big deal? Just because you have a girlfriend doesn’t mean that you should have a big head!]

Shi Yao didn’t pay attention to the trio’s interruption. Instead, she stared fixedly at the ‘Five Fingers Mountain’ that <111111>. sent earlier before she finally snapped. She decisively took a photo of her hand and sent it to the WeChat group.

While the photo was being uploaded onto the chat, Shi Yao typed: <Without the slightest bit of photoshop, taken with my iPhone camera.>

After which, Shi Yao packed in three emojis made up of smiley faces dripping with sarcasm.

There was no argument more persuasive than cold, hard evidence… No matter how venomous Mister Numbers’ mouth is, he can’t possibly continue calling me fat with such clear evidence, right?

<Expert of the Monkeys>: [Waah, this what a top model’s hand looks like!]

<Juice> sent over a string of ‘heart-eyes, salivating-mouth’ emojis.

<Tide>: [Pretty pretty pretty!]

<111111>: [Stolen off the internet?]

What do you mean by stolen off the internet? I was born pretty, do I need to steal photos like this from the internet?

With clenched teeth, Shi Yao sent over six exclamation marks: <!!!!!!>

<111111>: [But, I have to say that you’re not as dumb as I thought. At the very least, you know how to remove watermarks on the photo before uploading it!]

What do you mean by watermark? That’s clearly my original photo!

Shi Yao couldn’t even be bothered to type anymore. She searched through her list of emojis and sent over a picture. There was a caption in the photo that said‘What biscuit do you think you are? I don’t want to talk to you anymore!’

After which, Shi Yao’s phone suddenly rang.

It was from her mom.

Shi Yao picked up the call and spoke for quite a while. By the time she hung up, there were many unread messages on her WeChat.