Just as he was about to open the car door to leave, the sound of a few guys talking at the entrance of a small bar on the street suddenly caught Chen Yang's attention.
"Bro, your face really lost big time, just hearing it makes me mad."
"Yeah, if it were me, I couldn't have swallowed that; I would definitely have flipped out on the spot. Isn't he clearly setting you up?"
"Hey, I saw it too today—the slut even deliberately wore stockings, looks like that kid is going to step all over your face tonight."
...
Hearing this conversation, Chen Yang instinctively turned his head toward the entrance of the bar.
As soon as his gaze shifted, he immediately spotted a familiar figure amidst the crowd.
It was Liu Zhile talking to someone.
The voices just now had all been from others, and after Liu Zhile heard them, his whole face was filled with anger.
"Fucking bitch! I've been chasing her for so long and she never showed me a good face, and today she even purposely wore stockings?"
