The man's hand was like a poisonous snake, slowly climbing up the back of the woman's white hand, and his stubby fingers were stroking her in circles in an ambiguous manner.
Fang Hui watched helplessly as goose bumps appeared on the skin of her arms.
She suddenly retracted her hand and turned her face away in resistance, "I'm not cold."
"Not cold? Your fingers are so cold, how can you say you're not cold?" The man was not at all unhappy about being rejected. He just liked the process of conquering women.
Didn't his ex-wife speak harshly to him at the beginning like a chaste and virtuous woman, but later she cried and begged him to marry her?
Chen Yonghua raised a lewd smile at the corner of his mouth, leaned forward slightly, approached Fang Hui, and reached out again, trying to hold her hand.
Fang Hui's heart tightened. She retracted her hands and moved her hips back, trying to distance herself from the man. However, the man kept pressing on, his eyes fixed on her with a fiery, morbid gaze.
Fang Hui's scalp went numb from his stare, and she kept moving her butt backwards until the chair she was sitting on hit the back of the chair behind her.
Yun Qiao was touched and glanced over: "Are you okay?"
"No, it's okay." Fang Hui's body stiffened, and she subconsciously raised her hand to push her hair to cover her face.
The space in the state-owned restaurant was not big, and the gap between the two tables was not spacious either. Yun Qiao moved his chair forward to avoid bumping into the person behind him.
Fang Hui shrank her body and couldn't help but glance at He Tingjun.
The other party is already married and it is impossible for him to violate the rules.
She knew that there was no possibility for the two of them to be together, but she still held on to a pitiful hope in her heart, like a drowning person grabbing at the last straw, hoping that he could save her from the water.
But things went against our wishes.
He Tingjun didn't recognize her at all. His eyes fell on her for a second, then he turned away coldly. Then he asked Yun Qiao gently: "Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"
Fang Hui turned her back to the two of them, her heart broken again and again, unable to be put back together again.
Her eyes were red and she was worried. Chen Yonghua's eyes showed a hint of dissatisfaction: "Fang Hui? I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"
Fang Hui looked up blankly: "What?"
"Fang Hui?"
Is she eating here too?
Hearing the familiar name, Yun Qiao couldn't help but nod.
Fang Hui's body stiffened instantly, she lowered her head and tried to escape like an ostrich.
Chen Yonghua didn't give her the chance. He smiled and took her hand, then asked, "Huihui, do you know this female comrade?"
Fang Hui pursed her lips and said nothing.
Yun Qiao's gaze fell on the two people's clasped hands, and his eyes revealed a bit of shock and astonishment, as well as a bit of regret that the beauty was paired with the beast.
After all, objectively speaking, Fang Hui is young and beautiful, but this gay man looks a bit old and is bald.
These two people don't seem to be a match at all!
Yun Qiao really wondered why Fang Hui fell in love with him?
Could it be that this marriage was arranged by my family?
Seeing Yun Qiao's suspicious eyes scrutinizing him, and even questioning his own identity, Chen Yonghua smiled confidently and said, "I'm Huihui's blind date. We were introduced by my family. Both our families are happy with the match."
Yun Qiao's first impression of Chen Yonghua was not very good. He always felt that this man exuded a greasy smell from head to toe.
She looked at Fang Hui for confirmation: "Is that so?"
Fang Hui frowned and said "hmm".
No emotion could be seen on her expressionless face, but she did not deny it at all.
It's embarrassing enough to go on a blind date with a bald pervert like Chen Yonghua. Do I have to admit to my love rival that I'm about to be forced by my family to marry this bald pervert?
Fang Hui couldn't afford to lose face with this person, nor did she want Yun Qiao to laugh at her.
It would be better to pretend. After all, Chen Yonghua's family background was good enough. He was the son of the county magistrate. He could barely make up for the loss and make it look like she didn't lose too badly.
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