Chapter 423 Throwing Up

As he spoke, he reached out to take Xuxu's three cakes, very happy.

"Damn it, you're so lucky, this is the only three cakes left." Lu Yinan looked at Jiang Zhuoheng's family's photo, frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with his luck.

"A family of ten yards." Jiang Zhuoheng stretched out his hands to Lu Yinan and Ming Ancheng respectively.

In Yan Rusheng's eyes, Jiang Zhuoheng looked more proud than Chunfeng.

Naturally, his mood was not much better, but his emotions did not leak out at all, and there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, as light as a breeze.

The hand holding the fork unhurriedly delivered the food to Xuxu's mouth.

Xuxu bowed his head and counted ten from his own handwriting, then handed it to Jiang Zhuoheng, "Here, ten."

They have been paying for this type of code until now, and she doesn't know how much a code represents, so she gives it very readily every time.

The light from the small chandelier on the top facing the mahjong table penetrates the lifelike and boneless hands, the gaps between the fingers show clear blood, and the neatly manicured nails glow elegantly.

Yan Rusheng looked at it, and couldn't help but want to reach out and grab it, wrap it in his palm and knead it fiercely.

Seeing Jiang Zhuoheng's hand reach out to Xuxu's palm to take the code, he finally couldn't help it, and quickly reached out to take out the code from Xuxu's palm, and then threw it in front of Jiang Zhuoheng.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

Xuxu's hand was hanging in the air, and it took him a long time to withdraw it awkwardly.

"You play, I'm going to the bathroom."

She just couldn't wait any longer.

As she said that, she got up, turned around from the other side, bypassed Yan Rusheng, held the hem of her skirt with both hands, walked quickly to the door, opened it and went out.

When she went out, she found the bathroom.

In the bathroom, two stylish ladies stood at the sink and chatted while washing their hands. When they saw Wen Xuxu coming in, they greeted her politely, "Mrs. Yan."

Xuxu held the hem of the skirt in one hand and covered her chest with the other. She just glanced at them, didn't speak, didn't stop in her footsteps, and hurried into the women's bathroom.

Just now, Yan Rusheng kept stuffing things into her mouth. She ate too fast, and the food was all stuck in the place below her throat. Now she felt uncomfortable in her stomach and intestines, and she was afraid that she would vomit as soon as she opened her mouth.

She went into the bathroom, closed the door, and flushed the toilet while throwing up.

There was the sound of rushing water in the toilet, and people outside could not hear her vomiting in it.

"See, just like the rumors, she always greets her with a condescending attitude, and she likes to pay no attention to her."

"Cut, what are you dragging, she just has the name of the third young lady."

"How is it possible? Didn't you see how affectionate she and Yan Sanshao are today?"

"That's all superficial. I heard that they sleep in separate rooms at home, and Yan Sanshao doesn't touch her. She's a widow."

The two ladies who greeted Wen Xuxu just now were very dissatisfied that Xuxu ignored them.

Looking at the closed door of the bathroom, talking about right and wrong vividly.

In the dark, a pair of dark eyes stared at them like a thousand-foot deep pool, with a face as cold as ice.

After Xuxu vomited what she had just eaten, she was dizzy and her shoes were too high. She leaned on the wall and came out of the women's bathroom.

After touching the sink, she turned on the tap. The water was warm. She picked up a handful and rinsed her mouth.

Then she straightened up, took a piece of paper towel to wipe her hands, and turned to lean on the sink.