I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 392: Beautiful lady, are you alright?_1

Chapter 392: Chapter 392: Beautiful lady, are you alright?_1

Su Xiaomeng had been in a bad mood for the past couple of days, but she couldn’t figure out why.

Her period had ended just last week, and she didn’t have any kind of mood swings during it.

Could it be because that creepy manager had been staring at her these past few days?

But, it wasn’t the first time that bald, halitosis-suffering, farting-while-walking pervert had eyed her. Ever since she’d joined the company two years ago, that old bald man had been ogling her chest.

The more she thought about it, the less Su Xiaomeng could figure it out.

Su Xiaomeng walked out of the restroom and stood in front of the mirror. Looking at her reflection with her hair up, high heels on, glasses, and dressed in her OL outfit, she couldn’t help but scrutinize herself carefully in the mirror and smiled, saying, "Girl, you’re quite pretty. No wonder Zhao Han has his eye on you."

As she said this, Su Xiaomeng turned on the faucet and began washing her hands. But as she bowed her head, the mirror in front of her rippled like water, and soon five blood-red sharp nails extended slowly from the center of the ripples.

"Hm?"

Su Xiaomeng suddenly looked up, examining the mirror closely. There was nothing unusual about it, and she said with some surprise, "That’s strange, I felt like there was something appearing in the mirror just now."

Just then, a woman dressed in flashy clothes and heavy makeup walked in. She gave Su Xiaomeng a once-over and turned into the stall.

"Tsk, slut!"

Su Xiaomeng muttered under her breath and left with her purse.

This was a high-end restaurant, and it was Su Xiaomeng’s first time at a place where spending thousands was the norm.

Of course, the person footing the bill was definitely not Su Xiaomeng, but rather the man sitting by the window, dressed in a fine suit, looking neat and tidy—Zhao Han.

Zhao Han was Su Xiaomeng’s boyfriend. They had known each other for one year and three months. Although they hadn’t reached the point of discussing marriage, Su Xiaomeng knew that day wasn’t far off because Zhao Han had said on the phone earlier that he had something very important to tell her tonight.

Zhao Han had his back toward Su Xiaomeng, so as she passed by him, she couldn’t help but say softly, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Let’s break up."

Standing right beside Zhao Han, Su Xiaomeng froze, the smile on her face seemingly fixed in place in an instant.

"Huh? I... I didn’t quite catch that."

Zhao Han didn’t look up, just slightly raised his voice from before and said, "Let’s break up."

"Why?" Su Xiaomeng’s eyes immediately reddened, but instead of sobbing like most girls might, she put on a smile and said, "Haven’t we been having a good chat? We have common interests and hobbies. And don’t look at this dress, it’s quite expensive, but actually it’s second-hand. I bought this from a second-hand store, and this bag too, though it’s only for appearances, you know. In the city, without these things, no one would spare you a second glance. And, and, with my Five Thousand Yuan salary, I give three thousand to my mum. I’m not wasteful or luxurious. Although I may be a bit short-tempered, I’m actually very easy to appease. Remember how you sent me a message and I took a bus for more than an hour just to see you?"

Su Xiaomeng’s voice grew louder and louder, attracting the attention of the surrounding people.

Among them was a handsome man with an expression as cold as millennia-old ice—he was your cousin, Jiang Leng.

Jiang Leng, who usually didn’t like to meddle in others’ affairs, glanced over at Su Xiaomeng and Zhao Han with peripheral vision after hearing this.

"What are you looking at?" the flashy woman who had eyed Su Xiaomeng earlier came sauntering over and sat down across from Jiang Leng. As she sat down, she deliberately lowered her neckline, revealing more of the round white mounds inside.

Jiang Leng ignored the flashy woman and continued to observe Su Xiaomeng and Zhao Han.

"I’m sorry, I... I really didn’t want to do this, but, but you’re not a local, my mother would likely not approve. And, besides, I’ve realized you’re not my type. We’ve been dating for over a year, and we’ve hardly had a few chances to hold hands, let alone advance further. I don’t like a conservative girl like you."

Su Xiaomeng paused for a moment, then slowly raised her hand to lightly wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes. She picked up the bottle of red wine from the table and gulped down half the bottle.

Afterwards, Su Xiaomeng’s hand slowly lowered, and in the moment that she put it down, she swiftly brought the bottle smashing down onto Zhao Han’s head!

"Thud!"

The wine bottle shattered upon impact!

"Scum!"

Su Xiaomeng spat contemptuously, and under everyone’s gaze, she left quickly, her high heels clacking on the floor.

As Zhao Han lay moaning in pain on the chair, the surrounding people paid him no mind; perhaps in everyone’s eyes, such scum truly deserved a beating!

No sooner had Su Xiaomeng left the restaurant than the hitherto immobile Jiang Leng also stood up and headed swiftly towards the door.

"Jiang Leng, what are you doing?"

The glamorous woman reached out to grab Jiang Leng, but his figure suddenly flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he was three or four meters away.

The glamorous woman watched Jiang Leng’s retreating figure with venomous eyes!

"Jiang Leng, you wait for me! Don’t think that just because you’re from the Jiang Family in Linyi, you’re untouchable—I, Pu Yan, will not be so easily fooled!"

Jiang Leng quickly pursued, and soon caught up with Su Xiaomeng’s pace.

Meanwhile, Su Xiaomeng moved swiftly, her head held high.

As she rounded a corner, a figure emerged right in front of her, and the two collided.

It was Liao Yong; from his size alone, it was clear that when Su Xiaomeng bumped into him, she was the one sent rebounding.

"Ah!"

Su Xiaomeng fell to the ground, her face filled with indignation as she glared at Liao Yong.

"Sorry about that, I didn’t see you there."

"Ay, Black Bull, with eyes as big as yours, how could you not see her? You obviously did it on purpose. Heh heh."

Yang Kai’s sly voice also drifted over from the corner.

"Beautiful lady, are you okay?"

Yang Kai reached out to help Su Xiaomeng up, but she angrily shook him off: "Get lost!"

"Alright, alright, we’re going, we’re getting lost right now," Yang Kai said with a sheepish grin, retracting his hand. It was then that he happened to look up and saw Jiang Leng approaching slowly.

"Oh ho! Isn’t this my dear cousin?" Yang Kai said, and with an impudent smile, he walked up to him.

Jiang Leng regarded Yang Kai with a frosty expression, his mere gaze maintaining a certain distance between them.

"Heh heh, cousin, what are you doing wandering around the streets late at night without a beauty to have fun with?"

Seeing Su Xiaomeng standing up to leave, Jiang Leng said to Yang Kai, "Take a look at her back."

Yang Kai turned to look at Su Xiaomeng and, surprised, immediately gave chase, grabbing her arm.

But the instant Yang Kai caught her arm, Su Xiaomeng swung her hand, slapping him!

"Slap!"