Yan Mei looked up and saw it was Lei Zhao. He was wearing a white button-up shirt; he had rolled his sleeves, revealing his forearms. She hated to admit it, but he looked handsome. She could feel the eyes of the girls at the coffee shop on him.

"Don't tell me you're following me now," Yan Mei muttered.

Lei Zhao's lips twitched into a smile.

"If I say it is a complete coincidence to meet you here, would you believe me?"

Yan Mei shook her head, giving him a disapproving look.

"Well, my heart hurts now. I thought you would be happy to see me, my wife. You left abruptly after getting the certificate without saying a word to me. I will leave-"

"Wait. Don't go," Yan Mei interjected. She felt terrible that she had left him the moment they got the certificate. She thought she needed space to accept the fact that she was married again. Just that this time it is to a complete stranger.

Lei Zhao raised his brows. 'Was she asking him to stay?'

He flashed her a smile as he sat down in the chair, Su Bei was previously sitting.

"Your wish is my command, love."

Yan Mei rolled her eyes at him. A waiter came to take his order the moment he sat down.

"Would you like to order anything, sir?"

The waiter asked softly as she batted her fake eyelashes at him, trying to flirt with him.

"I will have what she is having," Lei Zhao said coldly. The waiter looked at Yan Mei and frowned. "Okay."

No one spoke after the waiter left. Yan Mei looked through the window while resting her chin in her hand while Lei Zhao stared at her.

The scene was so beautiful that no one wanted to disturb it. The waiter furrowed her brows. She hated Yan Mei. She just had to sit down and look so beautiful.

She had always hated women who were more beautiful than her. A dangerous light flashed through her eyes. While she was about to put the coffee on the table, she intentionally spilled it on Yan Mei's hand, which was on the table. And because Lei Zhao was busily looking at Yan Mei, he didn't pay attention to the waiter.

Yan Mei groaned in pain when she felt the hot coffee on her skin. Yan Mei turned to look at her hand. Lei Zhao stood up and gently held her hand when he realized what was going on.

"Go get water!" he yelled at the waiter. The waiter ignored him and started crying.

"I'm sorry, please don't hit me," the waiter said as she tried to hold Lei Zhao's shirt. Lei Zhao pushed her away.

"Who is in charge here!" Lei Zhao roared in the café. The noisy place suddenly became quiet. The manager ran downstairs when he heard the commotion going on.

"Mr. Lei, I… I…:

"Find me water immediately," Lei Zhao interjected the manager.

"Here," the manager said as he gave the bottled water, he was holding to Lei Zhao. Fortunately, he was about to drink the water when he heard the noise downstairs, bringing it along with him.

Lei Zhao took it and looked at Yan Mei. Looking at the woman who hadn't made a sound or cried out in pain made his heart tightened in pain. He gently poured the water on the burn.

"Sorry… it will hurt a little."

Yan Mei looked at the man who was gently pouring the water on her burns as if he was afraid that she would get hurt, and she felt her heart soften.

There seemed to be a little crack in her iced heart. She looked away, trying to hide the complicated emotions in her eyes.

"Let me take you to the hospital so it doesn't leave any scars, okay?" Lei Zhao said softly as he looked at Yan Mei.

"No, I'm fine. It's just a burn. Don't worry." Looking at the stubborn woman in front of him, Lei Zhao was helpless.

Fortunately, it was just a slight burn, or he didn't know what he will do if it was worse. Someone dared to hurt Yan Mei right under his nose. Rage coursed through his veins.

After pouring water on the burn, he turned to the manager.

"Clean this up." His frosty gaze fell on the waiter who was smirking as she looked at Yan Mei. Suddenly she felt cold. Looking up, she met Lei Zhao's chilly eyes. She swallowed nervously. This man was perilous.

Just as Lei Zhao was about to speak, he saw Yan Mei move in front of him. Yan Mei turned to look at the waiter and gave her an evil smirk. The waiter felt her body hair rise. She suddenly felt that this couple was a pair of demons. Their mere eyes could make her entire body feel cold. She hurriedly stood in front of Yan Mei.

"Miss, I'm sorry! Please forgive me. It wasn't my fault you weren't paying attention when I put the coffee on the table," the waiter cried as she talked.

The people in the coffee shop started whispering. Their thoughts changed; thinking Yan Mei was a rich person bullying the poor waiter.

Yan Mei laughed. "You know what type of people I hate the most? A hypocrite likes you. You do something bad, then act like you are the victim. Since you want to act, I will play along," Yan Mei said as she flashed the man on the table with a smile.

"Let me take your coffee. I will pay for it."

The man stared at her and swallowed. He has never met a gorgeous woman with such a sinister charm. He nodded nervously.

Yan Mei picked up the man's coffee and turned to look at the waiter.

The waiter stepped back when she saw the coffee in Yan Mei's hand. "You… What are you going to do?"

Yan Mei snorted, "Are you not making me the bad guy? Then I will be the bad guy."