Chapter 247 - A Small Suffering
“Ah, Mr. Nong Mobai, I keep telling you I can read palms, but you just keep flirting shamelessly.”
The receptionist playfully chided Nong Mobai, though secretly delighted. After all, Nong Mobai wasn't just a renowned tattoo artist; he was also strikingly handsome. Who wouldn't fancy him?
“Little Mi, always the same banter. But you're not exempt from my charms either.”
Another receptionist chimed in bitterly. Feeling overlooked because of her plain appearance, she simmered with envy toward Nong Mobai's attention.
“Enough already! Why so bitter? There's no reason to be envious of me!”
“Envious? I'm simply stating facts. How shameless.”
“Who's shameless? Speak clearly!” The woman retorted with a slap.
Unyielding, the woman struck back, tugging at hair as the altercation escalated.
Nong Mobai's expression darkened as he watched, a hint of displeasure evident.
“See? This is exactly what I mean! Women and their jealousy, it's exhausting.”
Yet Nong Mobai, despite his complaints, didn't shy away from flirting with other women, inviting inevitable trouble.
Observing from afar, another man's mood soured, his gaze turning menacing.
Nong Mobai sensed the shift in atmosphere, a tremor coursing through him as he glanced around. Yet, amidst the bustling lobby, he found no one suspicious.
“Am I imagining things?”
Nong Mobai pondered, unaware that the man in question sat across from him in a car.
“I'm talking to you! Can't you refrain from teasing the staff every visit?”
Responding to Mu Sifa's summons, Xiao Ming, who had come to open the door to Nong Mobai's room, noticed the receptionist initiating a call.
“It's not my fault! They instigated it themselves,” Nong Mobai asserted his innocence.
“You're not off the hook either,” he shot another glare at Nong Mobai.
Nong Mobai abandoned any further explanations, opting to shrug instead. “Fine, fine, it's my fault.”
“Sifa told you to come!” Then hurry up and go! Dealing with women is too daunting.”
They pulled Xiao Ming away. Though Xiao Ming wanted to intervene and halt their argument, he found himself lacking the time.
“Quit fooling around in the store, release him already.”
With numerous onlookers, Xiao Ming urged Nong Mobai to maintain composure. Yet, Nong Mobai remained indifferent, feigning flirtation with Xiao Ming and leaning against him provocatively.
Xiao Ming's expression darkened, but he remained composed. It wasn't the first time Nong Mobai had teased him.
“Say, aren't you afraid of Xiaoxiao's older brother finding out?” Xiao Ming reminded him.
At this, Nong Mobai's demeanor abruptly shifted to one of coldness. “That man ceased to exist long ago. What's there to fear!” With that, he pushed Xiao Ming away indignantly and stormed into the elevator.
Xiao Ming sighed. Why does he react so angrily whenever I mention his brother! Like a child deprived of sugar.
Inside the car, the man clenched his fists, his gaze growing increasingly frigid.
“I'll be right back,” Ye Zichen exited the car in a fit of anger.
The man in the driver's seat momentarily froze, then reacted, shouting, “Boss, that man is Fourth Miss's husband.”
But the man didn't hear him, for he had already entered the hotel.
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