She had always been sensitive to the scents of handsome men, but this was a women's restroom. Where did a man come from?
And a handsome guy emitting a sweet fragrance at that?!
Lu Xiaoyou heard noises from a stall, which was normal for a restroom; when she came in, she didn't pay it any attention.
The sweet scent wafted from somewhere in a stall, along with the sound of running water and a woman's struggling noises.
Three seconds into debating whether to intervene, Lu Xiaoyou recognized the fragrance—it was eerily familiar!
She kicked the door with her foot, and the wooden door fell on the man's back.
"Damn it!" exclaimed a man, his hair the color of granny gray, annoyed and wondering who had the guts to disturb him.
The man pushed aside the wooden door, his eyes filled with coldness and fierceness, glaring at Lu Xiaoyou.
