President Mo never expected that even the duck leg he had bitten into could fly away like that. He wiped the tomato sauce off his face, his tongue tasting a hint of sweetness. He couldn't believe he was losing to a woman wherever he went!
Moo Huantong crossed her arms in front of her chest, left without a bra under her sweater. Damn it, she had no idea where that man had thrown it!
And it was her most expensive one!
She dashed forward desperately, accidentally kicking over a bowl of an old beggar by the roadside. Huantong, completely flustered, squatted down to pick it up, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"
The beggar was Chinese, and he looked up at her, suddenly grabbing her hand, "Young lady, what are you hiding from?"
"Someone's trying to get back at me…" Moo Huantong said as she turned her head, seeing that Mo Beiyan was still searching for her in the nearby crowd. Her hand shook, and she quickly stood up, "Sorry, I've got to go!"
