Coffee drama

On first floor, Feng Yirong was glaring at Yu Han. Bitch, how dare you steal my man?! I'll show you who I am.

Looking at the coffee cup in her hand Feng Yirong smirked thinking of a plan.

"Let me throw this." Feng Yirong informed Qi Rui walking towards Yu Han who was busy browsing emails on her phone. Little further from her was the trash can.

Leaving the wide open space Feng Yirong chose to walk past Yu Han even when it was not necessary. As she reached Yu Han at close distance she made it seem as if she tripped on Yu Han's leg and fell. The half empty coffee cup was all over Yu Han. Some of it fell on Feng Yirong as well.

"Oh My God!" Feng Yirong exclaimed in disgust as some coffee fell on her dress. Damn it, it was only supposed to fall on that vixen.

"Bitch! How dare you do this?! Do you know who I am!?" Feng Yirong sneered getting up from floor.

Yu Han sighed.

'How many times do I have to go through the same thing?'