Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 297 - 310: The Toad Wants to Eat Swan Meat
It seems to be this stall. Ye Xinluo paused, reaching out to open the door to see what was going on.
But when she tried to open the door, she realized that her stall had been locked from the outside.
The bathrooms of the Beichen Group are different from other places; they can be locked from both inside and outside, so if someone locks it from the outside, it becomes very difficult for the person inside to get out.
Ye Xinluo slightly furrowed her brows and said, "Who’s out there?"
For a long moment, no one responded. There was only the sound of high heels clicking on the floor and a creaking noise, unclear what they were doing.
"Who on earth is out there? No matter who you are, please unlock the door."
Still, no one responded. Ye Xinluo frowned, realizing that the person outside might be intentionally keeping her locked in, and no matter how much she said, no one would respond.
But who exactly would do such a thing?
Her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the dress next to her, and she understood—they probably even arranged for the water to spill on her.
On the surface, they said they were worried she might catch a cold, but in reality, they just wanted her to come to the bathroom to change clothes so they could lock her inside!
Sure enough, people’s hearts are sinister, and she could only blame herself for being too naive and falling into their trap.
Subconsciously wanting to find her phone, she then realized she hadn’t brought it with her when she came out.
...Great... Now she didn’t even have a chance to call for help.
At this moment, there was a noise at the stall’s entrance, sounding like a chair being placed. Curious about what they were up to, something seemed to pour down from above her head. Suddenly, a chilling sensation washed over her.
Outside, a woman stood on the chair, holding a bucket of water, and mercilessly poured it into the stall.
Even though the water wasn’t ice-cold, it was winter, and a bucketful poured over her made Ye Xinluo feel an icy chill spreading from her feet to her entire body. Her hair hung wetly over her shoulders, and her whole body was steaming with heat.
With her eyes tightly shut, her body trembled incessantly. Being doused from head to toe, her head hurt severely and her body was frighteningly cold.
Her lips involuntarily shivered, and she reached out to hug her shoulders, knowing that asking them to open the door now was impossible. Weakly, she collapsed to the ground, trying to curl into a ball.
At the door, after pouring out a bucket of water, the person threw the bucket to the ground with a piercing noise. Coming down from the chair and clapping her hands, she finally spoke, "Some people just don’t know their own limits and are bent on seeking death, unstoppable."
"Exactly, look at yourself before dreaming of a toad eating a swan’s meat," another woman chimed in.
"Just look, your appearance isn’t even as good as a toad. A word of advice: don’t have impossible dreams. At least don’t mess with things that don’t belong to you, or you won’t even know how you died."
Ye Xinluo listened quietly, without making a sound. This was the voice of the person who just showed her the way. She really didn’t expect her to be so ruthless.
The voices outside didn’t stop. The woman cast a disdainful glance at the stall door and said, "Don’t think that by using some seductive tricks and climbing into someone’s bed, you’ll fly up and become a phoenix. Let me tell you, a mountain chicken will always be a mountain chicken. Don’t even dream of standing out."
"And in the future, don’t appear in front of us because seeing you makes me feel nauseous and lose my appetite. I suggest you roll out as soon as possible; this isn’t the place for you."
