The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 169: Chapter 169 You Offended Me

"Yao... Yao Wan Jiao!"

When Lin Fan saw the fair-skinned beauty with long legs in front of him, he was taken aback and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Yo, Mayor Lin has such a good memory, still remembering my name."

Yao Wan Jiao’s face, cold as ice, still spoke with anger, "So, in the Mayor’s heart, am I a woman who willingly gave you her contact information and is not worth much?"

"Of course not... I just got too busy and forgot!"

Lin Fan awkwardly looked at Yao Wan Jiao, he truly hadn’t expected this woman to confront him so boldly, and to be so assertive as to corner him against the wall. From last night until now, he had had no opportunity to add her contact information, especially since last night’s Ke Yunan was so demanding. The almost insane greed alone had prevented him from even touching his phone.

"Mayor Lin, you really wield such authority!"

Fan’s shoulder. This impressive high kick required solid dance skills; even Zhao Jiaqi and Li Huifang, who studied dance, could easily do splits on a regular day, but for them, a standing high kick was quite difficult. Worthy of being the mainstay of the City Art Troupe, just this move

been so

of anger, "For twenty years, people have always asked for my contact details; this is the first time I’ve actively asked someone, and I even got a cold shoulder. Do you look down on me, or

how could I look down on you... I...

forceful attitude, Lin Fan said helplessly, "You’ve got the height, the face, surely a goddess adored by all. I am just a rural official, a poor boy from the countryside. Even if I added you on WeChat... that would also be daydreaming... Knowing it would only cause

do you mean by ’source of pain’... how

to make a million excuses, even if he outright called her ugly to her face, but she never imagined he would place the blame on

yours, look at your LV

Fan wanted to continue his point but Yao Wan Jiao interrupted him, "It’s a limited edition, one hundred and fifty thousand. But what does my bag have to do with

just that... my monthly salary is a little over three thousand...

the next second, "What does your three thousand have to do with me? I didn’t ask you to buy me a bag. Stop beating around the bush. I’m talking about why you didn’t add

and then what? Stare at your beautiful face

beauty trap, or perhaps she had ulterior motives, but from these few words, he seemed to realize something