Yang Yixiang's face was no longer filled with anger; instead, he looked utterly panic-stricken.
His whole body took a step back, his face alternating between red and white.
Tang Yanqi looked at her phone soaking in the toilet; the phone was definitely ruined. She felt a bit heartbroken; she was already broke recently, so this is really like misfortunes never come singly.
But she didn't forget the predicament she was in and, not giving Yang Yixiang any chance to react, Tang Yanqi had already dashed out the door.
Someone like Yang Yixiang who appears so polished and radiant, Tang Yanqi was sure that as long as he was in public, he would not dare to act recklessly. People need face, trees need bark.
On the other side, Sheng Jianan called Tang Yanqi intending to ask where she was so he could go pick her up, but unexpectedly, as soon as the call was connected, he heard that woman's scream.
