Suddenly, the fierce-looking man slapped me hard on the cheek: "Damn it, why are you pretending to be noble? You are just a showman."
I have long been used to facing insults and beatings.
When I first came, I would shed tears and cry, but I knew that tears and yelling would not solve any problems, and would probably lead to even more beatings.
I endured it silently, swallowing tears into my stomach. All I wanted was for the man in front of me not to be hard...
Holding his burning cheek, the man slapped him a second time without any movement. At this moment...
A hand grabbed the man's hand, and then a warm embrace pulled me into his arms...
This embrace is both broad and warm, and the fragrance accompanying it is even more intoxicating.
How long has it been since you felt this intoxicating warmth?
The person holding me gently pushed me away. Looking at his appearance, handsome face, and cold, arrogant and mature temperament, I felt an invisible sense of oppression oppressing my heart.
"Does it hurt?" The man's cold eyes gradually filled with softness, and his low and charming voice made me intoxicated.
Haha, I really didn’t expect that in a place like this, there would be a man asking me if it hurts with a gentle tone and a caring look. I also didn’t expect that there would be a man who would come to my rescue when I saw an injustice.
The tears that I swallowed seemed to gradually fill my eyes. No one had cared about me for a long time: "Yes." He nodded as if he was coquettish or seeking comfort.
The man stroked my cheek gently, his slender white fingers were very gentle. When he stroked my cheek, my heart ignited a throbbing that I hadn't felt in a long time.
"Damn it, is there anyone else who can help my cousin?"
The fierce man's insulting voice reached my ears. I am my cousin, yes, now I am just a bartender...
There was no rebuttal, and he lowered his head in shame.
The cold man Bingfeng's eyes flashed, and he grabbed the fierce man's wrist and gradually tightened his strength: "You shouldn't hit her, let alone insult her!"
His cold words sent a chill throughout the corridor, but my heart was so warm.
The fierce man showed a painful expression: "He is just a bartender!"
"She is much nobler than you, what qualifications do you have to speak against her!?"
This is the first time in this month that I heard a man say that I am noble. At this moment, the warmth and throbbing in my heart cannot be calmed down.
"Fuck!" the fierce man said, gradually exerting force on his wrist, trying to shake off the cold man's big hand.
The cold man's eyes flashed, and he gave a fierce kick, kicking the fierce man several meters away.
Suddenly the atmosphere in the entire corridor became solid, everyone took a breath, and I looked at the cold man even more nervously. If it was because of me that I brought him endless trouble, then I would definitely blame myself.
of.
"Sir, thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to cause you any trouble."
The cold man turned to look at me, his expression a bit cold, but when he commented on my eyes, his expression gradually softened: "It's not troublesome." The man's words were full of confidence.
The fierce man who fell to the ground got up and shouted relentlessly: "Do you know who I am?"
"Who you are has nothing to do with me! I will take this lady away first!" The cold man said and took my arm.
"Don't leave!" The fierce man grabbed my other arm.
"Don't touch her with your dirty hands!" Cold and gloomy words came out of his lips, and then he kicked the fierce man in the stomach.
"Damn it!" the fierce man spat, just about to fight back.
A middle-aged man's voice came from the distance, and the fierce man's hand stopped in mid-air...