Chapter 877

Reynaldo glanced at me coolly, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his eye.

I tightened my hand by my side, wanting to curse him as "crazy." But when it came to my lips, I choked it back. Forget it, scolding him may have satisfied my momentary anger, but if it angers him, he might just pin me against the wall and start yelling and hitting me, which wouldn't be worth it. After some thought, I politely asked him, "So, Mr. Humphrey, should I go back to the private room now or not?"

Reynaldo snorted coldly, ignoring me, just staring at me with a careless look, which made me angry.

I chuckled and said, "Mr. Humphrey, aren't you going to the bathroom? Standing here all the time, aren't you afraid of holding it in too long!"

The three words "driving me crazy" seemed to have struck a chord with him. He furrowed his brows, and his eyes instantly darkened, then he chuckled at me and said, "Do you want to see if you'll suffocate?"

...

See? How do I see? Can I suspect that he was up to no good?

"He left."

Just as I was lost in my thoughts, he suddenly tugged at my sleeve, signaling me to follow him. I furrowed my brows in doubt and followed him. We followed him all the way to the rooftop. He stood at the edge of the rooftop, his tall figure blending into the night, with only a spark flickering between his fingers, brightening and dimming with the breeze.

I patted my slightly feverish cheeks and walked towards him. "Why did you bring me here?"

Reynaldo took a puff of his cigarette, then lowered his eyes and crushed the cigarette butt. He turned around and leaned against the fence. The neon lights around him shone on his body, casting a hazy color, making him appear less cold and serious, and a bit more gentle. He stared at me for a few seconds and said lightly, "Take you out for some fresh air, wait until your face stops burning before going down."

This reason also makes sense. However...

I asked him, "Aren't you going to the bathroom?"

Reynaldo frowned slightly and said, "Who said I needed to go to the bathroom?"

"Then you went to the bathroom to dry off..."

Halfway through the conversation, I suddenly realized.

Chapter 177

Wasn't he going to the bathroom to look for me? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at him and asked tentatively, "So, were you deliberately looking for me just now? Is there something?"

Reynaldo chuckled and sneered, "Don't be so presumptuous, who asked for your help?"

"Oh."

I obediently closed my mouth and didn't want to talk anymore. I moved to the side and leaned against a spot about a meter away from him, planning to wait for the heat on my face to subside before returning to the private room. I just realized now that Reynaldo was actually quite awkward, unpredictable, and had a bad temper. It was really difficult to be with him.

I took out my phone and scrolled through it absentmindedly, trying my best to ignore him. Just as I glanced over for a few seconds, I felt a burning gaze on me.

I turned around and found that he was indeed staring at me, his eyes dark and deep. I frowned and said impatiently, "Mr. Humphrey, just say what you have to say."

Honestly, I didn't like the look in his eyes at all; it made people feel uncomfortable all over. He pursed his lips, remained silent for two seconds, and said, "Do you still remember the scene when you were drunk last night?"