Chapter 440: The Debts Are Growing

I might be acting pretty cold lately, but that DOES NOT mean you could get along with OTHER men! 

"I need to go to the washroom," mumbled Zhaoyang as she placed her glass down. She went to reapply her makeup and the moment she exited the washroom, Huo Yunting was there leaning against the white wall with ancient Greek sculptures. A lighted cigarette was pinched between his fingers.

The thin layers of smoke made the devil look even more mystifying. Lu Zhaoyang realized only after she walked straight towards him.

"Why are you here?"

"Looking for my dance partner."

"Sorry, I can't. I came with my boss. Try looking for someone else."

I'm so taking that cigarette away from his finger. It's either very good news or very bad news whenever he smokes. And obviously he is not in a good mood.