His demeanor was no longer the rough arrogance he showed when facing her. Bending over, his tone was exceedingly respectful.
"Sir, the restroom is this way!"
At this moment, Gan Yuan had already turned her face and, with one glance, saw a tall man, walking slowly with the escort of several black-suited bodyguards.
The man was tall and while walking, he was taking a call. It seemed the content of the call wasn’t to his liking, as his long eyebrows furrowed slightly, twisting into several attractive little furrows at the center of his forehead.
He was about the same age as Huangfu Jue, with neatly cut black hair, skin as pale as jade, narrow phoenix eyes, and a straight nose above his brightly colored lips.
That face could make even beautiful women envious, cursing themselves for not having such a delicate visage.
If Huangfu Jue was like a God, dazzling and unapproachable.
Huangfu Qi was like an immortal, ethereal and elusive.
Then, the man before her, from head to toe, radiated an air of wickedness, like an abyss, a black hole, a siren... tempting yet dangerous.
That face, that person... Gan Yuan knew with just a glance, she could not be mistaken.
Moses, he had actually come!
She raised her hand to block her face, turned sideways with a twist, and immediately leapt to the wallside like an arrow, crouching beside it like a cat. She felt for a small mirror on her person and stealthily extended it out from the side of the wall.
Using the reflection in the mirror, she saw the man entering the restroom without even a sidelong glance.
Her heart which almost leapt out of her chest returned to its place; after a moment, her tension rose again—Gan Tang was still in the restroom!
Putting away the small mirror in her hand, she quickly took out her phone and dialed Gan Tang’s number.
"Xiaotang, are you done yet?"
"Mommy, wait a little longer, I’ll be quick."
She furrowed her brows, asking with concern, "Does your stomach still hurt?"
"Then..." She cautiously peered out to see the bodyguards guarding the door. "Then you wait a little longer before coming out, don’t rush, Mommy will wait for you outside."
"Xiaotang!" she said nervously, clutching the phone, "Stay in the stall, don’t come out. Until Mommy calls you again, you absolutely cannot come out, do you hear me? Answer me!"
The little one, sensing her unusual tone, asked, "Mommy, what’s wrong?"
"I... I’m a little thirsty; I’m going to buy something to drink. You mustn’t come out, or you might get lost. I’ll be back very soon, do you hear me?"
"Answer clearly." Her voice grew stern.
"I hear you." Although the little one didn’t understand her nervousness, she obediently spoke up, "I will stay in the stall and wait for your call before coming out."
"Good girl." Gan Yuan took a deep breath, "Wait there, Mommy will be back soon."
Moses didn’t know Xiaotang, but Gan Yuan didn’t dare take any chances.
How dangerous that man was, she knew better than anyone.
Stashing her phone in her pocket, she leaned against the wall with her fists clenched, pretending to touch up her makeup in the mirror, while keeping her eyes fixed on the scene of the men’s restroom reflected in it.
Finally, Moses, who had disappeared from her sight, walked out of the restroom and made his way to the exit.
In fact, he had only stayed for a minute inside the restroom; however, to Gan Yuan, that minute felt as long as a century.