Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When Han Xianyu heard that, he choked and had a coughing fit. “…”
Fortune telling again… Why can’t she use a different method?
When Han Xianyu met Ye Wanwan’s sparkling eyes, he awkwardly said, “Ahem, no need for that…”
“Eh? Why not?” Ye Wanwan asked persistently.
“Because… you’ve told my fortune already…”
Regret appeared on Ye Wanwan’s face when she heard this. “Eh? Really? Why don’t I tell another fortune for you? Your life is missing…”
Ye Wanwan was about to continue when Han Xianyu hastily interrupted her after seeing something behind her that caused his pupils to contract. “*Cough*, Ye Bai. You… Look behind you…”
“Hm?”
Ye Wanwan looked behind her.
Then she saw a person standing next to the black car parked behind her. The person’s expression was colder than the night air.
Ye Wanwan blinked. Then she blinked again. Her eyes were completely glued to the man’s face…
When she looked at that breathtaking face, the words she was originally going to say turned into “Your life is missing… calcium…”
Han Xian Yu: “…”
Si Ye Han: “…”
Ye Wanwan stared at Si Yehan and was rooted in place. “Beauty, you look very familiar. Have I seen you somewhere before?”
Han Xianyu: “…”
Are these all the pick-up lines she has?
Also, every time she sees this man… she forgets everyone else… and he’s the only one in her eyes…
Si Yehan glanced at Han Xianyu from the corners of his eyes, displeasure still clear on his face.
If he hadn’t come over, would the one missing from her life be someone else?
Ye Wanwan looked at the man in front of her and asked tirelessly, “Beauty, beauty, do you have a wife?”
Si Yehan stared at a certain aggravating girl and icily said, “I do.”
Ye Wanwan’s face turned cold almost as soon as Si Yehan finished talking.
In the next second, Ye Wanwan’s eyes shot toward Eleven, who stood behind Si Yehan, as sharp as a blade. “Is it him?”
Eleven pointed at his nose with wide-open eyes. “Huh?”
Ye Wanwan’s eyes were chilly as she declared while enunciating each word clearly, “You soon won’t have a wife!”
Eleven felt like the blood in his veins had turned to ice. “What? I-it’s not me!”
What’s happening?
Why did I get shot even though I’m a bystander?!
Ye Wanwan didn’t listen to Eleven’s explanation at all. With a flash of her body, she charged swiftly toward Eleven.
Every attack of Ye Wanwan’s was fierce and full of killing intent, as though her opponent had stolen her wife. Eleven was howling as he evaded. “No… It really isn’t me!”
The other team leaders of the hidden guards were all flabbergasted by the scene before them.
D*mn! A fight started like that?! What… what is this?! How unreasonable is she?!
“Ah!!!” A kick landed on Eleven’s leg, and his poor leg nearly snapped in half.
“Ninth Master! Help—”
Why aren’t you clearing my name?!?!?!
To Eleven’s despair, his Ninth Master just looked on as Miss Wanwan called another man “Little Big Brother” and complimented him as being good-looking. Hence, Ninth Master was embroiled in the fires of hell and didn’t hear his plea for help at all.
Similarly, Miss Wanwan had turned her hell mode on after becoming drunk. Eleven couldn’t fend for himself any longer.
If this continued, he would really lose his life!
Eleven was at an utter loss. When he saw that Ye Wanwan was being serious and sending fatal blows his way, he instantly pointed at the other hidden bodyguards behind him. “It’s not me! It’s really not me! It’s… it’s them!”
