Yan Qingcheng, wearing high heels, hurriedly ran towards the restroom.
Judging by her anxious look, she's likely troubled by something. Typically, women like her wouldn't disregard their image.
Lin Zifeng, who had just hidden in the restroom, was instantly dumbfounded.
The restroom's decoration was simple, just a shower space and a small toilet, with no other place to hide.
Even if Lin Zifeng wanted to find a place to hide, it was clearly unrealistic now.
"What to do! What to do!"
Lin Zifeng was sweating profusely, worried that if Yan Qingcheng found out he sneaked back, she'd angrily berate him. They weren't that close to begin with, and if caught, she might accuse him of theft, which would be a shame to his ancestors.
Click, clack, click, clack——
Yan Qingcheng clutched her abdomen, her graceful figure bent over from intense pain.
Her jet-black shiny hair covered her flawless features, biting her lower lip tightly, she looked like a captivating beauty.
