That little girl from the Wang family was too stupid to see clearly. She thought that sleeping with XI jingxing would turn her into a phoenix.
In fact, what she was waiting for might be hell.
Du Xiaoman waved her hand and called for the waiter to pay the bill. When she paid the bill, she couldn’t believe her ears. “Wait a minute, how much did you say?”
Her eyes were sharp and fierce, which scared the cashier.
She was so gentle and harmless just now... how could she change her face so suddenly? It was too scary.
The cashier: “It’s a total of 3,880 yuan. The old lady who was with you just packed 10 desserts and an 8-inch cake. Oh, she also left a message.”
The cashier handed over a note.
Du Xiaoman opened it with a frown. On it were the words “Courtesy, justice, integrity, and shame.”. Even if it was written with a ballpoint pen, these words were still written magnificently and powerfully by the other party.
