Ye Anhao wasn’t exaggerating. Incidents like throwing acid on a rival have been reported on TV news quite often. So of these involve the legitimate spouse teaching a lesson to the mistress, which is not totally unjustified. However, Ye Anhao and Ouyang Yifeng are entirely innocent in their relationship, and it would be extrely unfair if they were attacked.
Ouyang Yifeng listened silently. The words "whether she is your girlfriend or not doesn’t matter to " from Ye Anhao made him very uncomfortable. He didn’t give much thought to why he cared so much about this statent; he just unhappily slamd his foot on the gas pedal as if to vent his frustration.
Like an arrow released from a bow, the red sports car sped swiftly along the wide road.
Ye Anhao noticed that the car seed to be heading in the wrong direction and couldn’t help but ask, "Where are you taking ?"
Ouyang Yifeng pursed his lips and remained silent, not responding to her. This made Ye Anhao genuinely annoyed, and her voice turned a bit colder, "Let off at the next intersection."
But once again, Ouyang Yifeng ignored her, and as the car passed the intersection, it did not stop.
Even if Ye Anhao were less perceptive, she could still sense that Ouyang Yifeng was angry. She found it a bit amusing; she had just been slapped inexplicably because of him, so what was he angry about?
She turned her gaze to Ouyang Yifeng beside her and said coldly, "Stop the car!"
But the car did not stop; instead, it started moving faster and faster.
"Ouyang Yifeng, if you don’t stop the car, I will never talk to you again!"
No sooner had she spoken than the sound of screeching brakes pierced the air. Ye Anhao lost her balance and lurched forward sharply; if not for the seatbelt, she might have flown out of the car.
"What kind of madness is this?!"
Before Ouyang Yifeng could respond, Ye Anhao had already pushed open the door and got out. Despite what had just happened, she was too preoccupied to be angry at Ouyang Yifeng; it was nearly 5:30, and if she didn’t hurry, she would be late for work.
Luckily, at that mont, the bus she was catching pulled into the bus stop. She jogged to the bus stop and boarded just before the bus departed.
Ouyang Yifeng stared intently at the bus as it moved farther and farther away, then punched the steering wheel hard. What had just happened to him? Why did he lose his temper for no reason? Had he been possessed?
Fortunately, Ye Anhao arrived in ti and wasn’t late for work. She was secretly relieved but had no idea an unexpected visitor would show up at the café.
"See that? That handso guy is here again," Employee A said excitedly.
"Which handso guy?" Employee B asked.
"Oh, the one who ca with a beautiful woman last ti. But this ti, he’s alone. It seems like they had a falling out," Employee A replied.
"How do you know they had a falling out?" Employee B asked.
"I just know. I have sharp eyes." Employee A said with a smug smile.
Ye Anhao listened quietly, and for so reason, a sudden sense of foreboding rose within her.
She subconsciously glanced at the window seat, and sure enough, there was a man sitting there.
Even while sitting, the man held his back straight. Just the back view exuded an aura of authority. Ye Anhao was almost certain that the man sitting by the window was that detestable man.
Her heart began to fill with anxiety. How did this man always reappear just when she was about to put him out of her mind?
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