Do You Like Homme Fatale Wen?

Qin Fang went to the washroom. When he came to the private room to look for Huo Hannian, he saw him leave like a shooting star.

Qin Fang hurriedly chased after him.

He noticed that Huo Hannian's face was even colder than when he saw his WeChat.

"Brother Nian, what's wrong? Aren't you going to have dinner with Wen Xiaoshui?"

Huo Hannian walked to a dark, narrow alley next to the imperial kitchen. His tall and cold body leaned against the wall. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw one to Qin Fang.

Qin Fang took out a lighter and lit Huo Hannian's fire.

The orange street light shone on Huo Hannian's well-defined face. The other half of his face was hidden in the darkness, adding a hint of mystery and gloom to him.

"Brother Nian, did Homme Fatale Wen make you angry again?"

Huo Hannian raised his smooth and strong jaw slightly and slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke." What do you think of her feelings for Huo Jingxiu?""