Song Yan was so anxious to rush over and put out the fire that she yanked the private room door open with great force, only to find that someone had just been about to push the door open from the outside.
Since both actions were almost simultaneous, and Song Yan's movements were a bit faster due to her urgency, the person outside pushed at nothing; their hand hovered in midair. At that moment, as she walked out, she ended up bumping right into them.
The person trying to enter was Gu Chenxiao—he suddenly felt a softness in his palm…
Song Yan stood frozen, her expression one of disbelief, her mouth agape in shock. She glanced down at her chest and then followed the line of the distinctively boned hand up to Gu Chenxiao…
"Slap—"
A sharp and loud slap echoed abruptly.
Song Yan's face flushed red with anger as she cursed, "Scumbag!"
Gu Chenxiao: "..."
He was utterly baffled.
If it weren't for the burning pain on his face, he wouldn't have even realized he had been slapped.
