Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 1235 - 1237: Signs of Jealousy (Part 4)

The cold water relieved her burning sensation.

After washing for a long time, she straightened up, smacking her lips, feeling less pain. But she knew that when it was time to eat, she’d still have to be careful—spicy and too hot foods were definitely out of the question.

Ugh, what bad luck, the meal hasn’t even started and her mouth got burned.

Her skirt was also wet in a large patch, but there wasn’t a way to dry it now, so she just had to leave it as is.

Feeling annoyed and frustrated, Xin Xiaoxiao washed her hands, turned around, and headed out of the restroom, flicking water off her hands as she walked.

"Don’t worry, Uncle, I’ll definitely talk to Xiaoxiao properly. She’s just a bit willful. Please don’t worry, tomorrow I’ll make an appointment with her myself and bring her over to have dinner with you."

What’s going on?

Xin Xiaoxiao had just stepped out of the ladies’ room when she suddenly heard a familiar voice and caught her name mentioned, which confirmed the identity of the voice’s owner.

Zhong Qingyang!!!

What’s that guy doing here?

She immediately halted her steps, retreated a couple of paces, and leaned against the door frame, peeking outside.

Zhong Qingyang was dressed in a light blue shirt and brownish casual trousers, coming from another corridor into the restroom area, speaking on the phone as he walked.

A flattering smile hung on his face.

Brown-noser, even over the phone, he has that sycophantic look.

How could it be such a coincidence, to even bump into him at lunch? Could they have a bit of destiny between them?

Absolutely not, no way, she’d never have any destiny with that brown-noser. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

This is one of the featured high-class Chinese restaurants in Hai City; he often accompanies clients here, and now it’s mealtime—his presence isn’t really unusual.

Xin Xiaoxiao mused to herself while keeping her eyes on Zhong Qingyang until he entered the men’s room, then she straightened up and walked out.

Heading towards the private room.

She was entirely displeased with her fiancé Zhong Qingyang; she couldn’t stand him no matter how she looked at him, not even a single hair on his body.

Originally, she was all happy-go-lucky with Xiang Yiqing and the others, completely forgetting her engagement was just eight or nine days away. Now, seeing Zhong Qingyang reminded her of this troublesome ordeal, making her feel especially stuffed up.

Walking along, pouting with depression.

The restroom was quite close to the private room, and soon she arrived, pushing the room door open listlessly.

"Anning is really great; marrying Anning is your fortune."

"Words filled with envy and jealousy."

"Yes."

The few people in the private room were chatting and laughing, enjoying themselves.

Even the usually cold-faced Ji Chicheng had a gentle smile on his face, naturally because Xiang Yiqing had just praised Ji Anning, and his gaze was fixed on Ji Anning.

Qiu Yang sat beside Xiang Yiqing, echoing Xiang Yiqing’s words.

Only Qi Helian was engrossed in his phone, seemingly having no place in their conversation.

Xin Xiaoxiao’s gaze landed on the silent Qi Helian, and suddenly a plan formed in her mind; a sly look flashed quickly across her face as she sped up toward Qi Helian and reached out to grab his hand.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, she dragged him up, saying, "Qi Helian, come help me out."

Qi Helian reacted, frowning and asking her, "Hey, what are you doing?"

His feet instinctively resisted, unwilling to follow her.

"Come on," Xin Xiaoxiao said while dragging, "You’re an actor, I need you to work with me on an impromptu performance. You can handle that, right?"

Qi Helian was utterly confused, as were the other people in the room, unaware of what Xin Xiaoxiao suddenly barged in for, pulling Qi Helian away.