"Thank you." Tang Yun Ze smiled elegantly, the epitome of a noble gentleman.
The waiter turned and left.
Tang Yun Ze unfolded the note for a glance, his expression slightly darkening. He looked around, saw no one in the corridor, and immediately took out a lighter to burn the note, watching it turn to ashes before turning to head in the other direction.
As he just reached the bathroom, a hand extended out, grabbed his tie, and pulled him in.
Bang.
The bathroom door shut, the woman's body tightly pressed against the man's, not a gap to be found.
"President Tang."
The woman's voice was incredibly seductive, her fingertips slowly wandering over the man's face, the cold touch making the man blink: "Chu Mengyan."
Tang Yun Ze forcefully pushed the woman away from his embrace, angrily saying: "Please have some self-respect."
"Self-respect for what, my ex-husband?"
Chu Mengyan hooked her finger under his chin, her voice especially alluring.