Chapter 285 - 218 Yin Qi vs Qian Rouxuan_3
Yin Qi and Qian Rouxuan finally realized that their embarrassing altercation had been witnessed by outsiders. Hurriedly, they let go of each other, tidied up their appearances, exchanged ferocious glares, and left in opposite directions after throwing out a harsh remark.
The manager wiped his nonexistent sweat off his forehead—thank goodness those two ladies had left!
Wait! The bill for this table hasn’t been settled!
Taking a step forward, he noticed that the items on the table weren’t many. Thinking it over, he decided to let it slide. As long as nothing major happened, that was better than anything!
Meanwhile, Qian Rouxuan, nursing her swollen and red face, wanted to bring her child home first before calling Han Mingzhe to complain. However, she acted a step later than Yin Qi and lost her chance.
Far away in another city, Han Mingzhe received a call from Yin Qi. After learning the details, he immediately comforted Yin Qi with tender and reassuring words, explaining passionately that it was surely a misunderstanding. "After all these years we’ve been together, don’t you trust my character?" he asked.
However, he failed to see through the phone that while Yin Qi was crying into the receiver, her face was filled with sarcasm and hatred.
Feeling satisfied that he had temporarily placated Yin Qi, Han Mingzhe immediately dialed Qian Rouxuan’s phone number to confront her. "Why did you provoke Yin Qi? Do you have any idea how awkward you’re making things for me? If Yin Qi makes a big deal out of this and wants to divorce me, the collaboration between our families will end. Can you bear the consequences for this?"
But Qian Rouxuan wasn’t someone who would just swallow her anger. The two erupted into a heated argument over the phone.
Enraged, Qian Rouxuan slammed the phone down, her whole body fuming with anger. "Seriously? I’m the one who was more injured here, okay?! Just take a look at my face! Yin Qi’s nails are razor-sharp!"
She couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh—what a classic example of the crying child getting the milk. She admitted to herself she had made a tactical error this time. But as she thought more about it, her heart grew cold. "Yin Qi attacked me first and yet she could confidently go cry to her husband to complain."
And what about her? Who could she go to?