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Thinking of this, Xia Rou excused herself, saying, "About the treatnt, I’m working it out. Once it’s arranged, I’ll take you there."
"Oh." Yan Xiaobao took a few bites of food and suddenly rembered, "Eh? Rourou, you just said you needed my help—it’s not about the treatnt, right?"
"No... Forget it... It’s nothing..." Xia Rou hesitated and stumbled over her words, reluctant to speak.
She had initially planned to ask Yan Xiaobao to lend her money to repay her debt. Before the end of the year, she still had to pay back 91,600. With less than half a year remaining, there was no way she could scrape together that much money.
Coincidentally, the airline was planning to give Yan Xiaobao a two-million-yuan bonus. So Xia Rou intended to borrow so money from him to pay off the Sunx Family, just to avoid their constant harassnt.
Owing Yan Xiaobao money was certainly better than owing it to a scoundrel like Sunx Peng. But the way Yan Xiaobao insisted on calling her "wife" made Xia Rou retreat, unwilling to get entangled with him too deeply.
Though Xia Rou said "forget it," Yan Xiaobao wasn’t about to let this go. He pressed on, "Rourou, you clearly have sothing to say. Why suddenly say forget it? You can’t hide things from your husband! Or else I’ll spank your PIPI for sure."
"Really, it’s nothing..." Xia Rou definitely wasn’t ready to discuss borrowing money with him now.
"Slap!"
A crisp sound echoed, resembling the noise of a slap.
Yan Xiaobao smacked Xia Rou, but not on her face—on her "second face."
Xia Rou looked stunned and gaped silently, suppressing a scream. She had absolutely no idea how Yan Xiaobao managed to lift her out of her seat, place her over his leg, and deliver a firm smack to her PIPI.
"Rourou, I already warned you—if you’re hiding sothing from , I’ll spank your PIPI!" Yan Xiaobao said while raising his hand again.
Even though it was past peak dining hours and the restaurant wasn’t busy, Xia Rou was still mortified. Her cheeks burned as she stamred, "Alright, alright, I’ll talk! Just let go!"
"Slap!" Another smack landed.
"You!" Xia Rou was both furious and embarrassed. "Why did you hit again?"
Yan Xiaobao glanced at his hand and then at Xia Rou’s smacked area, grinning widely, "Wife, your PIPI is so soft and bouncy. It feels so good to slap—I couldn’t help but do it again."
"You scoundrel!" Xia Rou stord to her feet, her face hot as a tomato. Under the curious gazes of the restaurant staff, she darted out the door.
She had never been in a relationship before, much less flirted playfully in public. She felt so mortified she could’ve dug a hole and buried herself on the spot.
"Rourou, wait for ."
Yan Xiaobao had barely taken a step when the waiter blocked his path, "Excuse , sir, you haven’t paid the bill yet."
"Oh..." Yan Xiaobao patted his pockets, "I don’t have any money on . Hold on—I’ll catch up to my wife and have her pay."
"That’s not happening. If you run off, where would I find you again?"
The waiter barred his way, but Yan Xiaobao didn’t get upset. He was reasonable enough to understand that als had to be paid for.
Yan Xiaobao pulled out his phone and made two calls to Xia Rou, but both were declined.
"Refusing to take my calls? Tonight, when we get ho, I’ll definitely spank your PIPI hard!"
As he muttered, Yan Xiaobao flipped through his contacts looking for soone to foot the bill.
He’d previously asked for Han Ruobing’s number at the airport when they filled out reports, so he had it saved. Now, it was finally useful—especially since the Patrol Office was just a few dozen ters away from the restaurant.
"Hello? Bingbing, it’s your hubby here. I’m eating near your office and don’t have money..."
The nearby waiter had a stunned expression.
This guy? Just ran off one "wife," and now he’s calling another one? How many wives does he have? Could he be a gigolo?
But when Han Ruobing walked into the restaurant monts later, the waiter was even more astonished.
This restaurant happened to be next to the Patrol Office, so officers often stopped by to dine or order takeout. Naturally, the waiter recognized the famous Cold Ice Goddess Constable, Han Ruobing.
Yet what shocked her to no end was that the dignified and renowned Han Ruobing seed to indeed be this pretty-boy’s "Bingbing." And she really showed up to settle the bill...
Being a gigolo at this level? Truly, a piece of art...
The reason Han Ruobing helped pay was simple—she didn’t want Yan Xiaobao causing a bigger scene.
"Bingbing, since you’re already here, why don’t we have another al together?" Yan Xiaobao, having dined alone earlier, wasn’t satisfied.
"I’ve already eaten, and it’s work hours. I’ve got no ti," Han Ruobing replied curtly, quickly turning to leave to avoid getting tangled up with him. "Go do whatever you need to, and don’t cling to ."
"Oh, alright then. Anyway, the food here wasn’t great. Next ti, I’ll take you for lobster, Bingbing." Yan Xiaobao stared at Han Ruobing’s curvy silhouette as she left, ntally noting, "Bingbing’s PIPI is even perkier than Rourou’s—must feel even better to slap..."
The restaurant waiter glared at Yan Xiaobao with disdain as he walked away, absolutely fuming.
Polished off three dishes and a soup all by himself but still complained about the food? Couldn’t even pay for a al that costs a few dozen bucks yet talks about treating soone to lobster? This guy was obviously lying. How did Han Ruobing even end up with a guy like this? Such a bright flower stuck in manure!
However, the waiter’s anger that day was destined to escalate due to Yan Xiaobao.
Because the woman who’d fled earlier—Xia Rou—ca back.
Having stord almost half a street away, Xia Rou realized he hadn’t caught up with her and rembered he had no money for the bill. Though furious at being teased and slapped twice, she couldn’t just leave him to wash dishes. Thus, she returned to clear his bill and "free" him.
The waiter, seeing two stunningly beautiful "wives" pay one after the other, completely ran out of energy to be mad.
Such an elite pretty-boy—nothing but admiration now.
Apparently, he had a certain "hidden talent" that others didn’t know of...
"Rourou, I knew you wouldn’t leave behind." Yan Xiaobao said cheerfully as he wrapped an arm around Xia Rou and left the restaurant. "But next ti, if you leave alone and refuse my calls, I’ll spank your butt hard!"
Xia Rou unconsciously blushed again, then imdiately frowned. "Didn’t soone else take your calls and pay your bill? Why does it matter if I don’t answer?"
The mont the words left her mouth, Xia Rou regretted them. Her tone was tinged with jealousy, sour but subtle. Despite not having a close relationship with him, why did his actions make her feel a little uneasy?
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