Most guys in this situation would just give in, at worst get hit a couple of times. After all, it's just a plastic water bottle, no harm done, just let the girl vent a little.
But Boss Jiang is a peculiar one.
He didn't stop to take his beating. Relying on his physical advantage, he darted through the crowd and disappeared without a trace.
Having lost her target, Cao Jinse had no choice but to stop, panting, with tiny beads of sweat on her smooth forehead.
Instinctively, she raised her hand to smash the water bottle on the ground, but her hand froze at the highest point.
Damn restraint was at play again.
The raised bottle slowly lowered as she took a deep breath and pulled out her phone.
Before she could speak, Youmao interjected, "So many people, miss, your place is really hard to find..."
"Can't you ask the staff!"
Cao Jinse, almost never angry, spoke with unprecedented firmness.
"Miss, why are you so fierce today..."
Youmao, feeling wronged, almost added, "I'm scared."
