Chapter 390: Trap No. 0389? (Third Update)_1
“If I told her, you wouldn’t still be alive, she would’ve chopped your head off like a waterlon last night.”
“You think Xinyi is you, a violence maniac.”
“Even violence is provoked by you.”
Without ntioning it, all was okay, but once brought up, Xiao Fangfang again rembered that night at the hotel.
She was sleeping well when soone woke her up with a phone call in the middle of the night. What made her angry was that there was a sick grandmother at ho. She dared not turn off her phone or even set it to vibrate, and in the end, Du Feiyu’s calls blew up her phone.
The tornt was imaginable.
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Fortunately, Fangfang didn’t find him that day, otherwise, she would have split that bastard in half for sure.
“Has Du Feiyu called you these past few days?” Ye Xiong asked.
“He called once and then never again.”
“Why?” This guy is too wimpy, right!
“Because I told him, I change my pillow every three days.”
“OCD, that scared him?”
“I told him I have intermittent ntal illness, and the pillows can only last two or three days before they get chopped to pieces, and then, he never called again.”
Ye Xiong was sweating profusely; this girl was too explosive, on par with Luo Weiwei. No wonder when the two t it was like Mars crashing into Earth.
“Du Feiyu is actually not bad, you can consider it. Look at you, you’re of such an age, and you don’t even have a boyfriend. Not having a man to cherish you can make you age fast.”
“Enough, if I, Xiao Fangfang, want to get married, n in Jiangnan would line up for several streets. You don’t need to worry about . I just see through you slly n. I want to find soone faithful, soone serious.”
“Like, for instance, soone as faithful as .”
“You are faithful, I vomit…”
“I am very faithful to my four or five won.”
Xiao Fangfang was on the verge of collapse.
“Yang Xinyi’s lifelong purity was all ruined by you.”
“A woman in love with a man can give everything for him, accept everything, including accepting the won he loves.”
“She must have been blind to fall for a Dumas like you and get tricked into cohabitation without marriage.”
While saying this, Xiao Fangfang shifted her buttocks: “I should keep so distance from you. Being too close to you, I’m afraid my life philosophy and values will collapse completely.”
“You’re afraid you’ll fall for , right?”
“Fall for you, a Dumas?” spoke Xiao Fangfang with contempt.
“What’s this Dumas thing? It sounds sowhat familiar.” Ye Xiong couldn’t rember who it was for a mont, but it seed like a foreign author.
“Dumas was a French Romantic writer from the 19th century, best known for ‘The Three Musketeers’, colloquially called ‘The Three Cheapskates’, referring to you, Wang Tong, and Du Feiyu, you three cheapskates,” Xiao Fangfang cursed.
“What does that nickna have to do with ?”
“What does it not have to do with you? Dumas, ‘big stud horse’. What’s a stud horse? It’s a stallion used for breeding with mares. Using ‘big stud horse’ to describe a man like you couldn’t be more fitting.”
Ye Xiong’s head was filled with black lines. How much must she hate him to co up with such a nickna.
“Please, none of the won around are there without feelings; I truly like all of them.”
“According to what you’re saying, if soone’s face likes all the pretty won, does that an they should sleep with all the won?”
“Keep complaining if you like, but when you, this mare, feel like breeding, just co directly to , the big stud horse. We’re so familiar with each other, I’ll even give you a 20% discount then.”
As soon as the words were out, Xiao Fangfang grabbed her handbag and slamd it onto his head.
Ye Xiong, caught off guard, swerved the steering wheel and nearly crashed into the guardrail.
“If you spout any more nonsense, I’ll cripple you,” Xiao Fangfang threatened.
It seed that she really did suffer from intermittent ntal illness.
Fearing a tragic outco for both occupants of the car, Ye Xiong dared not spout any more nonsense.
After driving for three hours and with the provincial city in sight, Xiao Fangfang’s phone rang.
She conversed with the other party in English and, after a mont, let out a sigh.
“What, has the deal fallen through?” Ye Xiong asked.
“Do you really hope my business deal falls apart?”
Xiao Fangfang glared at him fiercely before saying, “Mr. Zhanshi just called to say that a party has been organized tonight in the provincial city and invited to attend.”
“Didn’t we agree that after picking them up, we’d head straight back to Jiangnan?” Ye Xiong pressed, anxious.
The enemy was imminent; Ye Xiong should have been in Jiangnan, ready for Long Lan to show up at any ti.
He had agreed to help Xiao Fangfang on the trip to the provincial city only because he figured it would delay him by at most six or seven hours.
Now she was talking about attending a party; these events usually lasted until at least eleven or twelve at night, aning the clients would definitely not rush back to Jiangnan overnight and would surely stay in the provincial city.
“If it’s inconvenient for you, you can drop off in the city and then head back by car. Later, I can find my own ride back,” Xiao Fangfang suggested.
“It’s not that I’m unwilling to help you, but I’ve made enemies during a mission, and I’m worried they’ll take the opportunity to seek revenge while I’m away,” Ye Xiong explained.
“Well, that settles it then. Drop off in the city, and you go back first,” Xiao Fangfang decided.
“That’s the only option, then,” Ye Xiong said with regret.
They soon arrived at the provincial city, and Xiao Fangfang’s phone rang again.
“What’s happened?” Ye Xiong inquired after she hung up.
“Mr. Zhanshi has sent soone to pick up. You can just drop at the third ring road intersection,” Xiao Fangfang instructed.
Ye Xiong frowned, feeling that sothing was not quite right.
This Mr. Zhanshi, he was really unreliable! He had asked Xiao Fangfang to co to the city to et him, and now he was saying he had to attend a party and couldn’t go to Jiangnan right away.
He didn’t ntion it earlier, but wait until they were already in the city to say so, leaving them in a difficult position.
These foreigners, they love to scam money from Huaxia people. Xiao Fangfang wouldn’t end up conned like Yang Xinyi last ti, would she?
“Have you t this Mr. Zhanshi before, what kind of person is he?” Ye Xiong asked.
“I have. He’s a very famous Frenchman who has appeared in France’s most renowned ‘Economic Weekly’, a very famous figure. Don’t worry, I’m not as naive as Xinyi. I’ve done my research very thoroughly; it’s definitely not a trap,” she assured.
Despite her assurance, Ye Xiong still felt sowhat uneasy.
Xiao Fangfang was very astute; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to build her own business from scratch.
But she was, after all, a woman, and could still be conned by a sophisticated scamr.
In a blink, they arrived at the third ring road intersection.
“Let out up ahead, and you head back,” she instructed.
Ye Xiong pulled over to the side of the road. Xiao Fangfang got out and strode towards a coffee shop with her long legs.
Her elegant silhouette caught the admiring glances of passersby as she passed.
Even Ye Xiong found himself captivated, not to ntion those foreign n.
Still feeling uneasy, Ye Xiong found sowhere to park the car and followed her into the coffee shop.
He had to be sure this wasn’t a trap before he could leave.
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