His lips curled up in an evil way, and the cold and charming aura emanating from his body made her shudder despite knowing that he would not harm her.
Na Hanjue was famous for his ruthlessness and ruthlessness, and offending him was no less than offending the life-threatening Shura.
"Jue, forget it. Considering the past relationship, just let her go."
"Don't worry," he smiled and kissed her gently on her hair, "for your sake, I will be merciful!"
The next day, in the evening, at eight o'clock.
Na Hanjue held a dance party at a villa in the suburbs, and invited celebrities from all walks of life in Han City.
The invitees to Young Master Nahan's ball were all proud of it. The lights were feasting, the ladies in high society were all dressed up with jewels, and they were elegant and luxurious.
Qingge is wearing a long white dress, still without any makeup, she is simple and elegant, like a fairy who has just emerged from the dust.
Na Hanjue did not introduce her to the party.
He wanted to treasure her beauty.
And Xiao Li also appeared at the dance venue, her slightly curly waves swaying with a charming style, and her voluptuous peach blossom makeup highlighted her beauty, but she was so vulgar and shallow.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Xiao Li suddenly knew the purpose of Na Hanjue asking her to attend this dance.
He wanted to see clearly how perfect and noble Qing Ge was, and how vulgar and low she was.
He wanted to crush her self-esteem under his feet.
He wants to recover everything he owes Qingge for Qingge...
He...is really cruel!
At the dance, many boys, under Na Hanjue's instruction, came over to flirt with her with drinks in their hands, speaking harshly to her, and some even pushed her into the swimming pool on purpose.
She was half-floating on the water of the swimming pool with her arms flapping like a poor duck. Her hair was wet and the makeup on her face was ruined. She looked embarrassed and funny.
There was no one around to help her, and the women covered their mouths and giggled. She felt that the light coming from the top of her head was so dazzling that she seemed to faint at any time, but she was damn conscious.
After finally carrying her to the edge of the swimming pool, when she was at her most embarrassed, Le Jingyu separated from everyone and walked over, put his coat on her body, brushed her wet hair behind her ears, helped her up, and held her in his arms, "
Xiaoli, let’s go home.”
"Brother Jingyu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She had embarrassed him!
She originally wanted to make herself strong, to be strong enough to protect him, but she didn't expect that in the end she would become a stain on him.
Le Jingyu stroked her hair and looked at her fondly, "Xiao Li, you are still young. When you grow up, you will understand. Just stand behind me. I will do the intrigues.
You...are not suitable!"
Le Jingyu glanced into the distance, and Na Hanjue was holding Qingge's shoulder with one hand, putting her thin lips on Qingge's ear and whispering something. Qingge had a smile on her lips and gentle eyebrows.
As if feeling Le Jingyu's eyes looking over at him, Na Hanjue's eyes also glanced over at him lightly, and Le Jingyu nodded slightly towards him.
He knew that this time, Na Hanjue was merciful, otherwise, Xiaoli, and even him, would have died without a burial place.
Na Hanjue raised his glass to him, then lowered his head to talk to Qing Ge.
Le Jingyu put his arms around Xiaoli's shoulders and left amidst pointing fingers.
"Are you relieved now? At least Le Jingyu is sincere to her. As long as she behaves herself in the future, Le Jingyu will not treat her badly due to his character." Na Hanjue curled her lips, half-smiling.
