Tang Anzhi raised her eyes to the figure appearing in the mirror, let out a sigh, and then turned around emotionlessly, "Wang Meng, since you seem to love barging into the ladies' room so much, why don't you just go get a sex change? Save everyone the trouble of mistaking you for a pervert."
"Tang Tang, is that concern I hear? Don't worry, no one's thoughts could ever affect me," Wang Meng replied with a wicked smile, casually stroking his trademark buzzcut with his free hand.
All of Tang Anzhi's good mood vanished the moment she dealt with this person. She gave him a cold look before heading towards the exit, but a pair of hands blocked her way.
She turned to the owner of the hands, her eyes narrowing dangerously, "Wang Meng, don't force me to get violent."
