"That's enough! I will do everything you said! Don't hurt my uncle and... and him!" An Rui said angrily.
The masked man snapped his fingers, stood up and led his group of black men out of the door.
An Rui hurriedly helped Ji Zefeng up. She thought they had just left, but the masked man turned around again and startled her.
"Dress up nicely tonight and go to Black Wing Nightclub. The young master will show up there!" After the masked man finished speaking, he finally left.
Ji Zefeng hurriedly grabbed An Rui's shoulders and shouted anxiously: "An Rui, can we find another way to save your uncle? You can't go to Yan Feiyu. If he knows that you are approaching him with a purpose, he will
Kill you!"
It is said that those who betray the young master never end well!
Ji Zefeng doesn't want An Rui to get hurt in any way.
"Then do you know who they are?" An Rui asked calmly.
Ji Zefeng shook his head.
"Then how do you plan to save my uncle?" An Rui smiled coldly, "You can't even protect yourself, and you still say you want to save my uncle?"
Ji Zefeng was suddenly startled.
An Rui continued: "During this period, please protect yourself and don't bother me again!"
Suddenly, Ji Zefeng was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
This is a satire on him!
He can't even protect his most beloved woman!
18°
In front of the dressing mirror, An Rui put on some light makeup for herself, then got up and went to the closet to pick out a pure white dress and put it on.
Black Wing Nightclub…
That place was indeed a hell full of sin.
After An Rui went out, she called a taxi and went there.
As night fell, she came just in time.
As soon as I entered the main entrance, the deafening music inside hit my ears.
There are several partitions here, and the activities in each partition are different.
So which division will Feiyu be in?
Just when An Rui was hesitating, the phone in her bag suddenly vibrated.
An Rui quickly took out her cell phone to answer the call.
"Just stand at the door and wait for the young master to show up, and then confess your love to him!"
Before An Rui could speak, a hoarse voice of instructions came from the phone, and she hung up.
Want her to confess her love to the young master?!
An Rui put away her phone blankly, really confused as to what the masked man wanted from her.
What confession do you want her to express? Could it be that she wants to tell Fei Yu what she likes?
An Rui stood at the door anxiously holding her bag, looking left and right.
Pure white wedge shoes, pure white long skirt, and her pure white temperament, without the smell of rouge and gouache, she is elegant and refined, attracting many customers in the past.
An Rui lowered her head and fiddled with the bag in her hand.
"Hello, Master!"
A greeting came from the door, making An Rui raise her head subconsciously.