Ouyang Hao was upset, and he certainly wouldn’t let Lin Yixun have an easy time. He lay on the sofa, bored, playing a few rounds of mobile games, losing every single one.
Agitated, he threw his phone onto the sofa, pointed at the coffee table, and leisurely said, "Lin Yixun, you’ve been slacking off lately. Look how dirty the coffee table is!"
Lin Yixun stopped her actions, turned around with the mop, her small face all scrunched up, "Mr. Ouyang, I just cleaned the coffee table."
"Really?" Ouyang Hao extended his finger, wiped it forcefully on the coffee table, glancing at his fingertip, his brows furrowed into a knot, and he hummed, "I just wiped it casually and got a finger full of dust. Is this what you call cleaned? Lin Yixun, I hired you to clean my place, not to freeload."
"How could it be? Mr. Ouyang, I clearly just cleaned it." Lin Yixun stepped up to the coffee table and wiped it with her finger too, but her finger was clean, without any dust.
Obviously, Ouyang Hao was just looking for trouble.
She didn’t know what she had done to annoy him recently, feeling a bit wronged, "Mr. Ouyang, I’ve been working hard lately."
"Really?" Ouyang Hao sat up from the sofa, giving her a sideways glance, "Why do I get the feeling you’re here but your heart is somewhere else? If you don’t want to work, then get lost, and don’t give me that look of a neglected woman!"
Lin Yixun was deeply hurt by Ouyang Hao’s words, "Mr. Ouyang, please don’t talk to me like that."
"Am I wrong?" Ouyang Hao snorted, "You should look in the mirror and see how miserable you look. Did you get dumped by that guy with the gold-rimmed glasses? Hah, I knew it, that man was a scumbag, tricking shallow and ignorant women like you!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yixun’s eyes suddenly became sharp, like a hedgehog with its quills raised, "I won’t allow you to talk about Xing Yi like that!"
Ouyang Hao was slightly stunned, looking at Lin Yixun in disbelief. He had known her for so long, and she had always given him the impression of being weak and gentle, never daring to scold him loudly before.
It turned out that the one who made her was that guy with the gold-rimmed glasses.
A spark of anger flared up in Ouyang Hao’s chest, and he laughed out of extreme anger, "What, I’m not allowed to talk about him?"
"Mr. Ouyang, you don’t understand anything."
"Do I need to understand? In such matters, I only need to think a little and I can guess eighty to ninety percent of it. Lin Yixun, are you dumb? You’ve been dumped and you’re still defending that man. You’re heartbroken for him here, lost for him, but he might have long forgotten about you, enjoying himself somewhere else."
"Enjoying himself?" Lin Yixun gave a bitter smile and muttered to herself, "I wish he were enjoying himself somewhere, at least... at least..."
Ouyang Hao got increasingly angrier as he listened. To him, Lin Yixun seemed like an idiot, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, yet he couldn’t help feeling infuriated over an idiot. What kind of situation was this?
He was about to explode with anger. He cursed under his breath, grabbed his car keys from the coffee table, left Lin Yixun behind, and went out the door.
When Mu Chen arrived at the bar, a bottle of red wine had already been emptied in front of Ouyang Hao at the bar, and he was still gulping down more.
Mu Chen slightly furrowed his sword-like eyebrows, but his handsome face held a smile, "Brother, this is top-quality wine, you’re really wasting it drinking ."
Ouyang Hao glanced up at him, "You’re here."
"It’s rare for you to ask me out for a drink, how could I not come."
Ouyang Hao ignored him, poured himself another glass, and drank it down in one gulp. After that, seemingly tired of drinking, he casually played with the wine glass in his hand, and asked softly, "Help me teach someone a lesson."