"I finally caught the two of you dining out together, don't think that bringing a few colleagues will cover up your improper relationship. Last time I didn't catch you red-handed in the hotel, but this time I won't let you off,"
he finished, He Chao immediately took out his phone and snapped several photos of Zhang Hao and Zhao Qing.
Then he left the restaurant, smug and triumphant.
Zhao Qing's anger was beyond containment. She never expected He Chao to stoop so low.
If she didn't teach him a lesson, who knew how things would escalate.
Feeling Zhao Qing's mood had soured, Zhang Hao stood up, intent on going after He Chao to set him straight.
But Zhao Qing stopped him, "I'll handle this, don't intervene. You guys continue eating."
Zhao Qing got up, grabbed her bag, and hurried out of the restaurant.
"Is everything alright? Isn't that man already divorced from Xiao Qing? Why is he still bothering her?"
