After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 342

"Later, he did a live broadcast to prove his innocence. The camera only focused on his hands, which were slender, tender, and fair. However, his hands moved abnormally fast. During his live broadcast, he shot the enemies in the head. All of them were eliminated right after landing. Many players challenged him last time, but he killed all of them and became the top one on the ranking list."

"At that time, he raised might uproars in the game circle, the video and mobile game circle, and the anchor circle. The live broadcast was fully packed. Netizens who were late couldn't log in at all. The server was jammed."

"After that, he seldom played this game and only appeared occasionally. I didn't expect to see POYS tonight. How lucky I am!"

David was popular, one of the five most famous anchors online.

All players and anchors in the circle were proud because their rankings depended on their competency.

Jasper had never heard David compliment others, and this was the first time.

Shocked, Jasper sighed, "He's indeed excellent!"

Before David answered, Jasper heard the rear door of the Bentley was slammed shut. Then Franklin strode toward Sylvia's table.

"Uh! I can't talk to you anymore. I gotta go."

Jasper ended the phone call and followed Franklin hurriedly.

He was too interested while listening to David gossip, hoping Franklin didn't get angry.

He gingerly glanced at Franklin, who was wearing a black shirt and black trousers.

The night breeze lifted his hair bang, revealing his smooth forehead.

His eyes were bloodshot, his chin was chiseled and he gave off a masculine vibe.

Jasper glanced at him several times and couldn't believe an elegant man like Franklin to appear at the night market.

Franklin was a misfit among the food stalls and immediately caught others' attention.

He stared at the skewers on the table with bloodshot eyes.

Sylvia, Mark, and Vaild had put down their phones and started eating the grilled skewers.

Three bowls of spicy and sour vermicelli were in front of them.

Looking at the red chili oil on top, he could imagine how spicy it was.

Also, he saw the chili powder on the grilled skewers.

Sylvia noticed his gaze. When she raised her head, she met Franklin's bloodthirsty eyes.

She was slightly taken aback. With an unruly smile, she raised a skewer at Franklin and asked leisurely, "What to have a try?"

Franklin looked at her from afar, wondering why he had got off the car.

Earlier, he had decided to distance himself from her.

However, seeing her sitting at the table nearby the food stall, he couldn't help approaching her.

Expressionlessly, he answered as the night breeze was blowing, "OK." He was about to refuse, though.

Then he sat at the table with Jasper, joining the three.

The round table was tiny, fitting the three earlier.

However, after the two men sat down, the table looked crowded.

Sylvia blinked. Her almond eyes were round and bright.

For some reason, she recalled Franklin smashed the sink in the ladies' room a few days ago.

Subconsciously, she glanced at Franklin's hands.

As expected, she saw a wound on the back of his hand, which had scabbed.

A trace of awkward disdain appeared in her eyes.

On the surface, Franklin distanced himself from her, but he secretly followed her to the food stall.