Zhao Yiyi couldn't believe it, almost every word was squeezed out between her teeth.
Gu Heng's expression was somewhat complex; even he rarely managed to reserve a private room at First-Class Fragrance, not to mention the Phoenix Pavilion which was only second to the Emperor Pavilion.
How could Xiao Ran...
The receptionist had little patience for someone like Zhao Yiyi who always caused trouble for no reason.
"Please leave immediately, or else, I'll call security."
"You..."
Zhao Yiyi and Su Xinyan turned pale, then blue, but they had nowhere to vent their anger.
Because they knew very well that First-Class Fragrance was not a place where one could act recklessly.
After the group left, Gu Heng and Su Xinyan took Zhao Yiyi to the hospital.
Both of Zhao Yiyi's cheeks had swollen up, and infection was the greatest fear in this season; the doctor suggested hospital observation, and after everything was settled, the two left the hospital.
On the way back.
