"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to interfere with my affairs? Others can come, why can't I come. Come here, it's best to get drunk. Being drunk will solve a thousand worries." In front of his drunken eyes, he squinted at the handsome man in front of him.
The man, Ling'er said, went to grab the bottle again.
"Others are others, and you are you. You are different. Will your sister wake up if you drink too much? Wake up, can't you talk to me about something?"
She couldn't see the person clearly at all. The man's face was even colder. What had happened to her? How could she have fallen like this? Angry snatched the bottle from her hand and threw it to the ground. He held her shoulder and shook it and asked softly.
"Bang," the sound of the wine bottle breaking made Ling'er's nerves slightly sober.
The man in front of her was holding her shoulder. She had never seen him before, but she was familiar with a strange name. But her mind could not think of that much. In her heart, she only had Junxi's misunderstanding of herself, and the fear and disgust in the future. She wanted to
I committed myself to that beastly brother-in-law, but it's a pity that they didn't understand it at all.
"I complained about my suffering and was forced to sell myself. But who knows the suffering in my heart? I can only swallow the tears in my belly. Bring them and give them to me to drink."
Looking at him with a dull look, the suppressed anguish and pain could no longer be endured. She grabbed his shoulders and cried and told her grievances. She grabbed the drink again.
"Do you really want to drink?"
Seeing her like this, the man was helpless. He frowned, took out a wine bottle, shook it in front of her and asked.
"Drink, you don't have to think about any pain when you're drunk. It's better to drink to death. Come on, I'll treat you to a drink. Come on, bring me some more wine," the drunk man said boldly, grabbing the bottle of wine, and poured wine for him. He shouted.
Ask the bartender to get another drink.
"Oh," he sighed softly. The man did not persuade her. He just handed her the wine and turned to leave.
"Haha, men, it's all like this. When you see a beautiful single woman, you'll strike up a conversation. If you're drunk, you won't dare to mess with her. If you're drunk, you won't be so miserable when you meet that bad woman later."
Looking at the departing figure with confused eyes, Ling'er said with a dry smile. She raised her head and poured wine into her mouth.
"Boss, she's over there."
She was muttering nonsense in a low voice. Over there, Lin Shengtian and his secretary came to see Ling'er drinking heavily.
"Well, go and take her away for me. Move quickly."
Seeing that she was alone, Lin Shengtian's proud smile shone brightly on his face. He ordered the people around him to take action, while he walked out to the car with a gloomy face.
The man got hangover soup from the bartender and went to where Ling'er was outside. He found that the beauty was gone.
"Where was that woman just now?"
He grabbed the waiter who was busy greeting the customers and asked coldly with a cold face. He was even more worried and panicked. Where would she end up if she drank like that?
"Sir, you, you said that woman seemed to have been dragged away by two big men."
The waiter was obviously a coward. When he was lifted up by him, he saw the coldness in his eyes and waved his hands repeatedly. But he was secretly panicking. This man saw that he was as handsome as a woman, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful.
When he mentioned it, his feet were almost off the ground. Not to mention, his breathing stopped due to the grip. The air around him also became thinner. He panicked and said what he saw.
"Damn it, you dare to touch my woman," he heard, throwing away the waiter in his hand. He crossed his long legs and rushed out. What he saw was Ling'er being forced into the car and walking away.
's back.
"Zoya, take action now, stop the car for me, and rescue the kidnapped woman."
The man growled and took out his mobile phone to make a call. After speaking, he reported a series of license plate numbers. Then he looked down at the busy street, walking back and forth, lowering his head in thought. No one could see his emotions.