Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 723: Didn’t you say men and women should not touch hands?
The man’s face...
It’s Fifth Young Master Nangong!
This bar is Fourth Young Master’s territory, so it’s only natural for Fifth Young Master to be here, but, he’s actually here with another girl, not Xing Yue?
Hehehehe...
Fang Yumei let out a satisfied chuckle.
"So Xing Yue’s life isn’t that great after all! What if she’s a wealthy heiress born with a silver spoon? Her fiancé still sneaks out for something new?"
Suddenly, she felt that her gloomy life became brighter because of the tragedy she saw in someone else’s life.
At least, though Fourth Young Master never favored her, he also never favored any other woman!
But that Fifth Young Master from Xing Yue’s family is a complete playboy, hahaha.
Without hesitation, she immediately pulled out her phone, snapped several photos, and posted them in their former Qingcheng High School colleague group.
She added some intriguing words: "Spotted at XX Bar, is that Teacher Xing enjoying life with her fiancé? Is that really Teacher Xing? Didn’t see it wrong, did I?"
A single stone creates a thousand ripples.
Soon.
These ambiguous photos were forwarded to Xing Yue’s phone by several colleagues.
"Teacher Xing, is that really you?"
"Is that handsome man your fiancé?"
"Teacher Xing, when are we celebrating your wedding?"
"Teacher Xing, bring your boyfriend to Qingcheng sometime, visit your hometown!"
Colleagues cheerfully exchanged greetings.
Little did they know.
At this moment.
Xing Yue was slouching on the sofa, blowing her hair while browsing her phone and watching "Long Immortal Road," giggling as she watched.
Yu Han, as usual, dressed in black, stood at an unnoticeable corner of the living room, like a cold statue.
Suddenly, Xing Yue’s laughter stopped abruptly.
She burst out a curse: "Damn!"
She scrolled through a bunch of congratulatory messages and greetings from people.
"The grass on my head is almost turning into the Siberian plains!"
Xing Yue gritted her teeth, stopped blowing her hair, lost interest in the TV drama, and gripped her phone tightly. As she scrolled through the photos and tried to identify where her unworthy fiancé, Nangong Yu, was being affectionate with a girl in the bar.
She was so angry that her hair seemed to catch cold smoke.
Suddenly, a warm breeze blew.
Yu Han gently lifted her long hair, his big hands holding the hairdryer, softly, softly, helping her dry the remaining wet hair.
Xing Yue pouted: "Didn’t you say men and women shouldn’t touch each other, refused to help me blow-dry my hair? Acting all virtuous just now, stayed eight feet away from me, hmph!"
Yu Han replied calmly: "Did not."
"So you’ll help me blow-dry my hair from now on?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
"Yeah."
The man agreed, then added calmly, "If, young miss, you’re busy with other things."
The implication was that he wasn’t eager for physical contact, only did it reluctantly when there was no other choice.
"Pfft. Old-fashioned." Xing Yue laughed out loud.
The shadow cast by Nangong Yu secretly meeting a girl at the bar dissipated quite a bit.
However, she couldn’t let Nangong Yu off the hook that easily!
Xing Yue put down her phone, teeth itching with anger, stood up from the sofa with a jump: "Let’s go, I’m gonna beat up that scoundrel to vent my anger!"
Yu Han calmly hooked her collar gently, pulling her back to the sofa, in a tone devoid of warmth or emotion: "Finish drying. Catch a cold."
He always spoke concisely.
Thankfully, Xing Yue understood—meaning not to go out with wet hair, or she’d catch a cold.
She pouted: "Troublesome! You meddle more than my grandpa does!"
