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A few days later, Zhao Hanhang invited me to dinner at a high-end restaurant in the city.
I had been to this restaurant countless times; it felt like home.
However, today held a different significance because Zhao Hanhang mentioned that she would introduce me to a handsome guy from her circle.
I was quite looking forward to it.
Mainly because people in the entertainment industry rely on their looks to make a living, so this handsome guy must be very good-looking, or at the very least, have an impressive physique.
I suddenly felt my mouth dry and decided to go to the restroom to wash my face and cool down.
As I came out of the restroom, a tissue from my pocket accidentally fell to the floor.
When I turned around, a hand quickly picked up the tissue before I could reach it.
The man was dressed in a suit, his hair neatly styled, but that wasn't the main point; the main point was that in the split second he straightened up, I recognized him as the gangster who had picked up my wallet that day.
What a nightmare! How did he manage to get into such an upscale place?
Last time, I barely escaped from him; this time, I couldn't let him recognize me.
I immediately turned my head towards the wall, refusing to look him in the eye. He handed me the tissue and spoke politely, "Miss, you dropped your tissue."
"Oh, thank you..." I deliberately replied to him in a thick Minnan accent, while quickly grabbing a napkin and rushing towards the table where Zhao Hanhang was sitting.
"Emergency situation, let's change places for dinner," I said, grabbing Zhao Hanhang's hand with a worried expression. She was taken aback and didn't know how to respond, "But my friend is already here."
"Never mind, just bring your friend along," I said just as a figure passed by me from behind and coldly remarked, "Where are you going? We haven't even eaten yet."
Boss stood in front of me, fiddling with the ring on his finger, and once again smirked with a sinister smile: "Miss Jian, we meet again. What a coincidence."
It's not coincidence; it's clearly a cursed fate.
I pleaded with a pained expression, "Big brother, can you just let me go? I was just talking nonsense that day; I'm really not involved in the underworld. My background is so clean it’s practically like white paper..."
The atmosphere became so quiet it sent chills down my spine. Just when I thought he would pull out a knife to end me, he suddenly burst into laughter, clutching his stomach as he fell back into his chair: "Jian Xixie, do you really think I'm part of the mafia? Your imagination is quite something."
Zhao Hanhang looked excited as if she had discovered some scandal: "Have you two met before? He’s the friend I wanted to introduce you to, Meng Sicong."
Only then did I realize that the tank top and tattoos Meng Sicong wore near the filming location that day were just for show. He was the second male lead in the drama Zhao Hanhang was acting in and one of the most favored villain actors in domestic productions over the past few years.
With his naturally devilish yet handsome face, he excelled at playing all sorts of scoundrels and refined rogues.
Heh, why didn’t anyone mention he was an actor? What’s with the mafia act in front of me? Do they think I haven’t seen much of the world?
Well, to be honest, I really haven’t seen much. I don’t usually watch domestic dramas.
As a result, I found this meal quite unpleasant.
It's one thing to lose face, but mainly, Meng Sicong was sitting across from me, occasionally flashing a smile, making it hard for me to enjoy my food.
It turns out that some people are truly born to play the role of a villain.
Looking at Meng Sicong, I felt chills every minute, and my legs trembled as if they wanted to leave.
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