Chapter 17 Is This Fate?
Qi Ze sighed, and finally nodded, "Yuanyuan, please tell Xia Xia that I'm not angry, I'm just..."

Tang Yuan patted the back of his hand with a thoughtful and caring look, "I know, it's my sister who is too impulsive!"

As if afraid of Qi Ze's repentance, Tang Yuan chased after her with her skirt.

But as soon as he went out, the hurried pace stopped.

She glanced at Xin Xia's back and sneered.

Turn around and walk towards the bathroom.

Then he took out the mobile phone from his handbag, glanced at the stain on his chest, and the pupils were fiercely spreading.

"Xin Xia, I will definitely make you pay the price!"

Gritting her teeth with a low curse, the pace of the man who passed her by was slightly paused.

Fu Jinsheng felt bored, so he came out to smoke.

Didn't expect to hear her name.

Could it be that this is fate?

He subconsciously turned around.

His eyes fell on the woman behind him.

She looked quite young, and she could see that she wanted to show her pure temperament, but she had a self-defeating inferior quality.

It's like the delusional beauty of plastic fake flowers compared to the blooming roses in the garden.

Tang Yuan paused when she made a phone call, and looked up.

The man's handsome and strong eyebrows caught her eyes, and she was stunned.

Compared to him, Qi Ze is like the last-minute toast in a cheap bakery.

As for himself, he had to put in a lot of effort even to have Qi Ze.

This man made Tang Yuan feel that he would never be able to reach the top in his whole life.

She suddenly realized that the expression on her face must be very ugly, full of hatred for Xin Xia.

She quickly raised the corners of her lips, trying to impress the man with a sweet smile.

But the man had already looked away.

A lazy voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sister Yuan?"

Unwillingly, Tang Yuan withdrew her gaze and walked towards the women's restroom, "She's come out, you can—"

As the distance grew, Fu Jinsheng only heard these few words.

He glanced down at the cigarette held between his index fingers, but it hadn't been lit yet.

Looking at the closed bathroom door again, he threw away the cigarette, and blatantly opened the door and entered the women's bathroom.

The woman not far behind him, with complicated emotions, repeatedly confirmed that she did not see the sign on the wall.

"It's a woman in a dress... isn't it?"

With her back to the door, Tang Yuan stood in front of the sink, scrubbing the stains with clean water, and at the same time told the phone, "Call a few more people! Teach her a lesson!"

"As ordered!"

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yuan looked at the stubborn stain and stomped her feet angrily, "Xin Xia, you bitch!"

As soon as the arrogant words fell, she trembled.

Staring at the handsome and noble man in the mirror like a ghost.

Tang Yuan didn't know how long he had been listening behind the scenes, and said angrily, "This is the women's restroom!"

The man took a deep look at her, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't have the slightest panic and obscenity to shame the women's toilet.

Tang Yuan was stunned by his calm reaction, "This...is the women's restroom?"

The man took a step towards her.

Tang Yuan's face suddenly turned red.

Could it be that he wants his own contact information?
While in a daze, the man's indifferent voice sounded, "What's your name?"

Tang Yuan bit her lower lip, with a shy face, "Tang Yuan."

Just waiting for the man's next move, he raised his leg and walked towards the door.

Tang Yuan couldn't believe it: "You?!"

The man's slender figure stopped and looked back at her.

The dark eyes were shrouded in a biting chill.

"Your looks can reflect your vicious heart."

Leaving this fluffy sentence behind, the tall and tall figure completely disappeared.

(End of this chapter)

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