Ye Jian didn't know anything, but she knew that the hotel wouldn't be peaceful tonight. She didn't wait in her room and returned to the lobby again. At the same time, she was holding a cup of coffee that was just warm.
The square-faced man was still there, but his expression was getting more and more impatient. From time to time, he would cross his legs and put them down again. The newspaper in his hands was shaking so much that it was rustling. His patience was reaching its limit.
Ye Jian narrowed her eyes as she walked past. When the other party suddenly changed his legs, she walked over stealthily and tripped his leg.
The coffee fell on the square-faced man's clothes. She tripped and staggered a few steps forward. In the end, she fell on the sofa.
"Don't you have eyes?" The square-faced man didn't think that he was wrong. Instead, he started scolding Ye Jian. "Do you know how to walk? Damn it! You splashed coffee all over me!"
