The next day, Sunday.
Lu Zheng was sleeping with Lin Wan in his arms, breathing in her alluring fragrance, when his phone began vibrating nonstop, waking them both.
He picked up his phone and opened it. The Full Armor Fighting group, the Tiger Hunt group, the Hotpot group, and several private chats with friends were all lit up with red notification markers.
They all meant one thing: yesterday's incident had made it online.
"I remember nobody was recording?" Lin Wan asked with a frown. Then her eyes shifted. "Someone pulled the surveillance footage?"
"That's right!" Lu Zheng opened the video Zhao Wenyu had sent him. The first-person view came from a surveillance camera in one corner of the restaurant, perfectly capturing both sides. "Probably someone from the hotel."
"The angle's pretty good. What a coincidence, huh?"
Lin Wan leaned over to take a look, then nodded with a smile. "Luckily, it isn't very clear. Anyone who doesn't know us won't recognize us."
There had been plenty of onlookers yesterday, but the two of them had exercised extreme restraint. Back in Japan, Lin Wan had sent someone flying with a single side kick. Even the Northeast Tiger was no match for her—what was yesterday's scuffle worth?
"Damn, it parachuted straight to number one on the trending list. Did it really have to blow up this much?" Lu Zheng grinned crookedly. He hadn't expected the incident to even crush Zhang Weili's championship-winning trend.
Well, Zhang Weili had also been at the scene, so the two topics fueled each other and sent the popularity through the roof.
Lin Wan picked up her own phone as well. "Xiaodao and Weili both explained what happened yesterday on Certain Blog. The video also includes the entire incident from beginning to end, so there's no misunderstanding."
"True."