Private room.
Ye Guichen and his companions were eating when they suddenly heard a noise and looked up.
A group of people stormed in aggressively.
Among them was a heavily made-up woman, who looked to be over forty.
The foundation on her face was thick enough that if washed off, it might weigh three pounds.
She entered the room and started cursing at Ye Guichen: "It's him, he ate and drank and didn't pay!"
Ye Guichen looked bewildered.
Mai Gu looked even more perplexed.
Wang Ying looked at Ye Guichen with amusement, as if watching a play.
Fang Yu, on the other hand, looked around curiously, as if discovering a new world.
In no time, the group surrounded the dining table.
The woman cried and cursed at Ye Guichen: "He, he's ruthless, played with me for three hours, tortured me to death, and ran off while I was showering. It's just 200 yuan, what kind of man is that!"
Soon, Ye Guichen and Wang Ying understood.
Ye Guichen's face turned dark.
