The restaurant's lighting created an atmosphere, making Nan Qiao's face look even more gentle under the warm light.

Her skin was smooth as silk, with bright, luminous black eyes.

When she smiled softly, the corners of her eyes lifted, pure and alluring at the same time.

Nan Qiao tilted her head, lifting her red lips, adding more allure.

"What do you think?"

Li Yehan felt his eyes heating up and stood up to sit next to Nan Qiao.

With a gaze full of aggression, Li Yehan made Nan Qiao a bit nervous, so she quickly stopped him, "Li Yehan, don't get too excited, this is a restaurant, not our bedroom."

Li Yehan chuckled softly, "Qiaoqiao, you wouldn't think I'd want you right here, would you?"

Nan Qiao: "..."

Even though she knew Li Yehan wouldn't do such a thing, his gaze was too intense, exuding an aura of male hormones that made her instinctively want to retreat.

"Qiaoqiao, am I your ideal type?" Li Yehan held her soft little hand, his magnetic voice deep and husky, exceptionally seductive.

Li Yehan had a momentum that demanded answers, and he wouldn't stop until he got one.

"Of course, you are my ideal type."

With recognition, Li Yehan's lips curled up uncontrollably.

Nan Qiao asked in return, "How about me?"

"You are my ideal type too, you're the best gift heaven has given me, no exception."

Under the lights, Nan Qiao's face turned red at a visible speed.

There was no avoiding it; Li Yehan's gaze was too intense.

"Don't look at me like that, just eat, I'm going to the restroom."

Nan Qiao wanted to get up, but Li Yehan, sitting outside, was a bit in the way.

"I'll go with you."

"No need, I'm just going to the restroom, you don't have to worry so much."

Now, all the shoes Nan Qiao wore were anti-slip. Plus, she practiced martial arts and had a stable footing, she had never encountered any issues.

Nan Qiao added, "You should hurry and eat."

Li Yehan stood up and pulled the chair away so that Nan Qiao could pass unobstructed.

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As Nan Qiao exited the restroom, a woman ahead was on the phone, speaking with confidence, "He's such a pushover, he said he'll take me to buy a bag later. The bag I want costs five hundred thousand. Today I'll do everything I can to make him spend that money."

This woman, named Beibei, was speaking quickly, head down.

Seeing her not looking up and walking straight toward her, Nan Qiao quickly made way to avoid a collision.

She didn't need to think much to guess that the pushover Beibei mentioned was Song Jiamin's fiancé.

Wang Bei continued walking and nearly bumped into a nearby trash can, staggering and almost falling.

Nan Qiao was about to leave when Wang Bei called out to her.

"You, woman, don't you have any manners? You saw me almost hit the trash can, why didn't you say anything? Do you have any public spirit?"

Nan Qiao: ??

"I'm talking about you!" Wang Bei glared discontentedly at Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao: "..."

She was being blamed even for standing there!

How is this her business!

"You walked without looking and now blame me? You almost bumped into me and I didn't even say a word, how dare you say that to me? Who gave you such confidence? Going shameless makes you invincible, or what?"

Wang Bei: ???

It was the first time she encountered such a sharp-tongued woman.

"Do you know who my boyfriend is! Believe me, I'll make sure you can't handle it!" Wang Bei switched to battle mode, determined to make Nan Qiao pay!

"Who is your boyfriend? Which Jing Circle bigwig? Go ahead, scare me." Nan Qiao was very calm, facing the raging Wang Bei with composure.

Seeing Nan Qiao's indifference, Wang Bei took out her phone and called Qin Lang, whining, "Young Mr. Qin, come to the restroom entrance quickly, I'm being bullied. I told her I'm backed by Young Mr. Qin, and she still doesn't believe it!"

Wang Bei continued, "Young Mr. Qin, she totally disregards you, so arrogant!"

"Wait there, I'm coming now."

Wang Bei hung up the call, her earlier meekness swept away, a confident smile on her face, she sarcastically said, "You're doomed!"

Nan Qiao stood with her arms crossed, waiting for this Young Mr. Qin to arrive.

Not long after, Nan Qiao saw Qin Lang storming over angrily.

Wang Bei immediately went over to hold his arm, pouting, "Young Mr. Qin, she's bullying me to death. It was her who almost made me fall. What if I got hurt, how could I spend the evening with you?"

Feeling protective instantly, Qin Lang gazed at the pretty woman in his arms, then looked up to speak to Nan Qiao.

But as soon as he met Nan Qiao's bright black eyes, he went silent.

What a beautiful girl!

Qin Lang was stunned.

Wang Bei didn't hear any words of protection from Qin Lang, looked up, only to see Qin Lang staring unblinkingly at Nan Qiao. Annoyed, she pinched Qin Lang's side.

Though it was a pinch, it was more like a touch.

Felt the shiver, Qin Lang came back to his senses.

Qin Lang cleared his throat and said, "Why weren't you careful when walking? The doorway of the restroom floor can be slippery."

Wang Bei: ??

She wanted Qin Lang to teach this woman a lesson, not care for her!

Wang Bei was furious.

Right then, she wanted to kick Qin Lang.

Such a useless man!

Wang Bei had no choice but to help herself.

Fuming, Wang Bei said, "Young Mr. Qin, look at my foot, I almost twisted it. It's all her fault, she passed by me without warning me about the trash can ahead, watching me crash into it without any public spirit."

Nan Qiao: "You even know you crashed into it yourself? You were on your phone, chanting about meeting a pushover, having a pushover buy you a bag. You were so self-satisfied you almost hit me, and now you blame me. Were you born with a sewing machine, to stitch everything together?"

Wang Bei: "!!"

Qin Lang: ?

Qin Lang pushed Wang Bei off his arm, scrutinizing her.

Wang Bei was flustered, she didn't want to lose Qin Lang, her wealthy pushover.

Wang Bei's eyes reddened with urgency, she explained rapidly, "Young Mr. Qin, she's spewing nonsense! She's deliberately slandering me!"

Qin Lang thought about the emotional value Wang Bei provided him, a charming and gentle girl, couldn't possibly be like this.

After all, they did have feelings when they were together.

Qin Lang's mood slightly relaxed, and Wang Bei also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Qin Lang believed her!

All because of this vile woman in front, she ruined everything!

Wang Bei dared not speak further with Nan Qiao, fearing she'd bring herself down.

"Young Mr. Qin, let's go, I'm not bothered to argue with her. She's just jealous of my handsome boyfriend, trying to sow discord between us to take advantage of the situation!"

Nan Qiao: "..."

She'd never seen someone so confident.

To say such shameless things, she must have left her brain at home!

Hearing this, Qin Lang thought Wang Bei had a point, after all, many women tried to approach him, having no other way, they had to resort to such tactics.

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