Chapter 60

Rong Yan put away her lipstick, placing it in her pocket. She swept a strand of stray hair behind her ear before she slowly turned around and stared at Song Rouran, whose expression was distorted. “Hm, you’re right. I shouldn’t care about it. However… Mr. Liancheng said today that he intends to take me, the ex, back to become his new love again. So, I was thinking if I should communicate with Miss Song a little, just in case a misunderstanding appears in the future. Don’t you think so? After all, we might end up having to meet often in the future.”

Song Rouran’s eyes widened instantly. “I won’t give you the chance to.”

She knew very well that Liancheng Yazhi would never return to a woman whom he had kicked away before. If he made an exception for Rong Yan, this would only prove that Rong Yan was exceptional to him.

Rong Yan blew at her fingernails that were covered with bright red nail polish that looked as bright as blood. The cliché and cheap bright red color looked like beautiful, blooming, red plum flowers on her round and full fingernails—they looked surprisingly pretty. Her relaxed posture was simple and casual, but when she did it, there was an indescribable charm.

It felt like her hand was scratching against one’s heart softly, making one’s heart itch uncomfortably.

Rong Yan drawled, “You’re not one who can decide on that. We have to see what Mr. Liancheng thinks.”

After reliving her life again, she was no longer one who others could bully that easily.

Against a woman like Song Rouran, she was not afraid at all.

“B*tch.” Song Rouran cursed as she suddenly took a step forward, wanting to hit Rong Yan. However, Rong Yan was faster than her as she waved the little handbag at Song Rouran’s forehead. There was a loud smack because the bag was as hard as a stone, and her action was quick and filled with strength. She had perfect control of the time.

Song Rouran’s forehead ached terribly from the hit, and she even saw stars before her very eyes for a few seconds. She shook a little with her hand cupped around her head. “Rong Yan, you dare to hit me?!”

Rong Yan rubbed her wrist that was hurting a little. “Hmpf. If I didn’t hit you, should I have waited for you to hit me? I’m not a fool either.”

Even if Rong Yan was still with Liancheng Yazhi then, she still wouldn’t let Song Rouran bully her anyhow.

After reliving her life once more, she had sworn to take everything back from anyone who dared to bully her.

Seeing that Rong Yan wasn’t submitting to her, Song Rouran knew that she wouldn’t be able to take the upper hand this time. “I won’t end it like this.”

At that moment, Rong Yan didn’t plan to be afraid of her at all as she lifted her chin and provoked. “Alright, feel free to take your revenge anytime. When that time comes, I won’t use just a small handbag to hit you.”

Song Rouran cupped her swollen forehead and angrily glared at Rong Yan before she turned around and stomped away.

After she left, Rong Yan finally let out an angry sigh that she had suppressed within her. It was really annoying to earn these two million dollars for tonight.

What were all of these stupid things?

The new love came to find trouble while the fiancée came to find trouble, too?

F*ck it. Do they all think she was easy to bully?

Rong Yan cursed at them for a while in her mind, ready to leave when the washroom door was opened once more.

When that person appeared, the brightness in the washroom fairly darkened while Rong Yan’s hand trembled a little.

D*mn it. Couldn’t they just let her off for a while? With how they appeared one after another, were they trying to exhaust her to death?

Rong Yan cursed in her mind. However, her slender waist curled as she wore a defensive, yet gentle and charming smile and lifted her chin. “Mr. Liancheng, the men’s washroom is next door.”