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"Oh, is that so? Then I must've co to the wrong place..."
Roddick turned around with a sour expression, staring at Qin Fang's smirk, a face that seed designed to invite a punch.
He may have sounded relaxed, but inwardly, he wanted nothing more than to kill Qin Fang. If he had a gun right now, he'd unload every bullet into Qin Fang until his body was riddled with holes—that's the only way he'd truly feel satisfied.
"Just so happens I need to use the bathroom too. Let's go together..."
Qin Fang acted as though he hadn't perceived Roddick's intense hatred, casually grinning as he suggested it.
"Together, together…"
Roddick was utterly helpless. Qin Fang had already seen him; there was no getting away now. Although the suggestion sounded oddly unsettling, he had no choice but to begrudgingly follow Qin Fang.
From the mont Qin Fang appeared, Roddick had been planning to find an excuse to leave—he really didn't want too much interaction with him. A prolonged exchange might expose what he was hiding.
If he managed to slip away successfully, all he'd need was another excuse. With his hold over Shi Ye, a few sweet words would suffice to keep her obedient.
That was his usual tactic—a thod terribly effective. To this day, there were still won he'd tricked who remained utterly convinced by him.
For instance, not long ago, he happened to run across a woman he had deceived in the past. A few casual lines from him were all it took for her to dutifully leave, return ho, and eagerly await Roddick's return. Before leaving, she even handed over all her money to him...
Roddick had managed to thrive as a liar without getting caught or exposed, thanks to his careful selection of targets, skillful techniques, and his smooth talk—everything working together in his favor.
A glance at Shi Ye's expression would tell you all you needed to know...
But unfortunately, his plan had been temporarily derailed by Qin Fang's appearance. His attempt at using the "bathroom escape tactic" had failed, leaving him no choice but to try sothing else.
But...
Would Qin Fang give him that chance?
Clearly, no.
If Qin Fang had wanted him to leave, he wouldn't have bothered dragging him back here.
The Western restaurant was bustling with custors, but the bathroom was luxuriously designed and offered excellent privacy—most of them individual stalls.
As he took in the décor, Roddick's eyes lit up slightly. Perhaps his "bathroom escape tactic" wasn't entirely out of play. Just as he prepared to slip into one stall to deal with his "physiological needs," a powerful arm reached over, grabbed his shoulder, and pulled him entirely into a neighboring stall instead.
"Q-Qin... Mr. Qin... What are you... What are you trying to do?"
Roddick, baffled by the sudden turn of events, noticed the adjoining stall already had soone inside—none other than Qin Fang, who had co along with him. Qin Fang wore an amused smile, his eyes scanning Roddick up and down.
Roddick was used to won scrutinizing him like this—young or old, pretty or less so—it had never bothered him before.
But this ti, being sized up by another man had his skin crawling. Goosebumps spread all over his body, and he involuntarily clenched his fists tightly, his muscles stiffening.
Even his usual glib tongue was failing him, causing him to stamr for the first ti in his life. Qin Fang's unsettling gaze was making his entire body tense up uncontrollably.
"I'm not… No! I'm not into n!"
Roddick clenched his teeth and forced out the words, trying to steady himself against the panic Qin Fang's look had triggered.
"Neither am I!"
Qin Fang chuckled, still maintaining that sa deanor, unfazed by Roddick's protests. It was clear he was ssing with him.
While it was true there were people in this world with unconventional preferences, Qin Fang certainly didn't belong to that group. He considered himself perfectly normal, both in orientation and in lifestyle.
In fact, his track record with won was more impressive than most n's—his conquests spoke for themselves.
"Phew~~"
Hearing this, Roddick locked eyes with Qin Fang and scrutinized him carefully. Only after a long pause did he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Qin, what exactly is the aning of this?"
Before long, however, Roddick's composure wavered again. He still couldn't understand Qin Fang's motives, so he asked, his tone sharpening, attempting to assert his dissatisfaction through words.
"Nothing much. Just wanted to have a good chat with Mr. Luo..."
Qin Fang smiled nonchalantly and said, "There are won outside, and so things I can't say publicly—but in here? No one's going to disturb us."
"A chat? What do we have to chat about? Mr. Qin, you've already ruined one of my relationships. What, are you planning to ruin another?"
Though Roddick found all of this increasingly bizarre, his ntal fortitude as a seasoned liar helped him regain his calm. He spoke with conviction, boldly bringing up what had happened last ti to subtly warn Qin Fang.
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