Forget Ye Yuqing—even Asaka Akie was dumbfounded.
Weren't you supposed to go beat up that man in sunglasses?
Why would you sell out your ass for a cup of milk tea?
"You..."
Ye Yuqing stared blankly at Fang Cheng as he settled back into the driver's seat. "You really let him spank you?"
Smack!
Fang Cheng gave her a slap on the butt.
Ye Yuqing nearly jumped out of her skin. "Why'd you hit me?"
Sipping his milk tea, Fang Cheng smiled. "I hit you to teach you a lesson. Next time you want to fool me, come up with a more believable excuse."
He wasn't an idiot. How could he believe Ye Yuqing's flimsy excuse?
With her temper, if anyone had really made that kind of sexually harassing suggestion, she would've scattered his ashes.
The man in sunglasses had probably offended Ye Yuqing verbally, and this dummy had come up with a lame excuse to trick Fang Cheng into taking revenge for her.
Fang Cheng had only played along because he was bored. But when he got there, he realized something was off about the man in sunglasses.
So he didn't alert the man. He just bought a cup of milk tea and came back.
Ye Yuqing knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't dare keep arguing about it. She hurriedly changed the subject. "What's wrong with that man in sunglasses?"
"It has something to do with Gongyuan Hang."
As he spoke, Fang Cheng started the car and drove toward the milk tea shop.
He'd been planning to teach the man in sunglasses a lesson when he happened to see him making a phone call. What he heard caught his attention.
"Number 59 is all clear. No suspicious individuals spotted. But he seems to be moving soon.