The restroom is different from the outside; it's very quiet here.
Su Yaoyao washed her hands and came out, leaning against the walls on both sides of the corridor and letting out a soft breath.
She glanced at the time; it was nine o'clock in the evening.
Two hours have passed since she left, so Yu Chiyan should have seen what she left on the table.
But why is there no response at all?
For some reason, Su Yaoyao felt inexplicably flustered.
Did he sign it or not?
She rubbed her temples to clear her mind of the jumbled thoughts before returning to the bar.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they got closer, they saw two uninvited guests.
Jun Xian sat next to Jiang Wen, leaning over to whisper something in her ear, while Yu Chiyan and Huo Xiting each occupied a side of the sofa, ignoring each other, but the air was thick with tension.
The first person to see Su Yaoyao was Huo Xiting.
"Yaoyao, come sit here."
He patted the spot next to him, gesturing for Su Yaoyao to come and sit down.
As soon as Huo Xiting finished speaking, the people opposite her all turned to look at her.
Jiang Wen's eyes are full of nothingness; good luck to you.
Junxian's eyes are full of envy; I advise you not to court death.
And Yu Chiyan...
He had no expression, his face looked cold and indifferent, and he didn't even frown. However, after not seeing him for a long time, his aura seemed even colder, with a faint sense of oppressive pressure.
Why did Yu Chiyan suddenly appear here? Could it be because of something she left at the old house?
Do you want to settle scores with her, or are you planning to part ways amicably?
Whatever the reason, Su Yaoyao didn't dare to think about it.
After thinking it over, she finally walked towards Huo Xiting's direction.
Her action brought a slight smile to Huo Xiting's eyes.
But soon, the smile in his eyes froze completely.
With a thud, Yu Chiyan slammed the cup in his hand onto the table, his indifferent gaze fixed on Su Yaoyao.
"Do you like sitting with him?"
Su Yaoyao's entire body stiffened.
She pursed her lips, wondering if leaving at this moment would make Yu Chiyan even more unhappy.
When her gaze returned to Yu Chiyan's cold and handsome face, Su Yaoyao dismissed the idea. She figured that Yu Chiyan was deliberately causing trouble for her because he felt deeply humiliated by the photos that were used to force her to divorce him. If she didn't let Yu Chiyan vent his anger, this matter wouldn't end well.
"Mr. Yu is joking. It's just a seat. It's not a matter of who I like to sit with or who I don't like to sit with."
President Yu?
Yu Chiyan narrowed his eyes immediately. So eager to distance himself from her?
"Yeah?"
His expression was calm, but Su Yaoyao could still detect a hint of coldness in it.
"Since it's just a seat, why don't you sit on my lap?"
Upon hearing this, Su Yaoyao's expression changed slightly, and Huo Xiting's handsome face darkened; "President Yu, isn't this inappropriate? What do you take Yaoyao for?"
Yao Yao, does he even deserve to be called that?
Yu Chiyan stared intently at Su Yaoyao; "What do you mean? She's my wife. She can sit on my lap, or even on my waist, it's fine. Do you have a problem with that?"
Huo Xiting tightened his grip on the wine glass, and his usually refined and handsome face was now as if a storm had struck.
Yu Chiyan's half-dirty joke made Su Yaoyao's face flush for a moment.
But what followed was anger.
"Yu Chiyan, I won't be like that for long."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tall man stood up instantly, and a sense of oppression immediately spread.
"What did you say?"
In Su Yaoyao's eyes, is there anything else besides divorce?
He slowly approached Su Yaoyao, each step feeling heavy and oppressive, as if he were stepping on her heart.
Staring at her with the man's cold, emotionless eyes, Su Yaoyao's breathing became erratic. She couldn't help but want to escape, but suddenly someone blocked her way.
"Mr. Yu, you are Yaoyao's husband, so you shouldn't be so harsh on her. Yaoyao is very timid."
Yu Chiyan paused, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Huo Xiting with a mocking gaze.
"Huo Xiting, you're acting like a homewrecker, breaking up someone else's family. Haven't I taught you a lesson?"
His hand, which was at his side, clenched into a fist; "Yu Chiyan..."
Huo Xiting uttered his name softly, a fierce hatred flashing in his eyes.
Just then, Su Yaoyao suddenly stepped forward and gently grasped Huo Xiting's hand.
The man froze, turning to stare at her blankly.
Su Yaoyao didn't look up, but simply pried open Huo Xiting's fist, her voice soft and bright.
“I invited Jiang Wen for drinks today, and Huo Xiting just happened to run into me and came. Yu Chiyan, you came here today, you certainly didn’t come to argue with Huo Xiting. Let’s talk about it back home, and don’t hurt innocent people.”
Seeing Su Yaoyao's actions, Yu Chiyan felt a surge of anger. He strode forward, grabbed Su Yaoyao's hand, and pulled her towards the door.
"Okay, let's go back and talk about it properly!"
His voice was almost clenched through gritted teeth.
Jiang Wen was forcibly pinned to her lap by Jun Xian, who had her waist pinched. Seeing Su Yaoyao being taken away by Yu Chiyan, she was completely helpless and couldn't help but shout at Huo Xiting.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and chase after them!"
Before she could finish speaking, Jun Xian covered her mouth with his hand; "Miss Jiang, you should worry about yourself."
Jiang Wen's eyes widened as he struggled incessantly; "Waaah... mud... gods and demons..."
Jun Xian ignored her and turned to Huo Xiting with a teasing smile: "Mr. Huo, you can't compete with him."
Huo Xiting looked down at his hands, his palms faintly marked with blood. As if thinking of something, his gaze gradually turned cold.
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