Run away from a wealthy family 99 times: President, please divorce!

Chapter 8

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the restaurant of the Laika Hotel.

"Ruoli, help me order, you know what I like to eat, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Yan Xinyi took a sip of tea before sitting down and standing up again.

After solving it, she looked at herself in the mirror and washed her hands slowly.

With neat short hair, coupled with simple clothing, tall and slender figure, there is an indescribably heroic appearance.

Once, no matter how wild and unruly she was, she still had long hair.

Perhaps, she really changed after those three years of almost hellish experience.

Facing the mirror, she showed a bitter and helpless smile.

Just as he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

Whether it was three years ago or three or ten minutes ago, she felt guilty for no reason.

She took a sneak peek at Yin Hancheng who didn't seem to notice her and walked straight into the men's bathroom, she was really relieved.

She knew that even if he didn't recognize her, she couldn't get close to him.

Because she still wants to live a few more years.

After drying her hands with a paper towel, Yan Xinyi turned and left.

But he didn't want to, bumped into a chest as hard as a wall, and the top of his head was hit by the opponent's chin.

If you go out, you really have to look at the almanac.

"Oh. It's really a narrow road to Encounter."

Unfriendly tone, but very charming voice.

Just by hearing the voice, Yan Xinyi knew who it was.

"Hehe, hehe, what a coincidence, hehe." Yan Xinyi greeted with a smirk.

There was a standard and harmless smile on her face.

In fact, I have visited his ancestors for eighteen generations in my heart thousands of times.

There are so many hotels in such a big city, how could he come here.

What's more, the last bathroom can be bumped into.

It's really narrow enough for Enemy.

"Are you following me?" Yin Hancheng questioned, with a bit of laziness in his sharp tone.

"Guess." Yan Xinyi blurted out habitually.

Yin Hancheng's eyes froze, and there was a look of suspicion between his brows.

This voice, this tone, is all too familiar.

Almost instantly, his thoughts were brought back to a certain day three years ago.

Yan Xinyi had a premonition that something was wrong, and immediately changed his mind.

"Sir, you are the one who followed me, right? Please make it clear that I came to the bathroom first. Even if the follow-up is established, it is you who followed me."

She pretended to be calm and rolled her eyes defiantly.

"Mr. Enemy, good dogs don't get in the way, now please move your dog leg, OK?"

(End of this chapter)