Someone was making trouble on the dance floor, and the DJ turned off the music.
"What happened?" Liu Yingying walked to Yuan Linlin and asked.
Yuan Linlin pointed to a bald black man opposite: "He touched my butt."
"Beauty, you have to speak with evidence. When did I touch your butt? Without evidence, you are slandering foreign friends."
The bald black man said with a smile: "Or, you see that I am handsome and have a good figure, and you are expecting me to touch your butt?"
The bald black man speaks Mandarin very fluently. He does not look like a foreigner who has just arrived in China, but a semi-indigenous person who has lived here for a long time.
There were several blacks and whites with the same skin color standing beside him. They were tall and powerful and had many tattoos on their bodies. They were looking at Yuan Linlin and several female companions around her jokingly, and they were making a lot of noises.
A dark smile.
"Women from China have always liked strong men like us. It's reasonable for her to want you to touch her."
"Perhaps she is not just thinking about touching, but also has deeper thoughts..."
"No, it should be said that it was Paul's strong figure that inspired her most primitive impulse. You know, we Paul are in Jinling, but every night the groom, many Chinese women, are leaning against him, haha!"
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"You trash, do you know who I am?" Yuan Linlin's pretty face turned pale with anger, she pointed at these foreigners and cursed.
The bald black man laughed, turned around and said to his group of friends: "Listen, she is going to take the initiative to introduce herself. Do you know why I have been staying in China and don't want to go back? It's because I was shocked by the enthusiasm of Chinese women.
So soft, I can’t walk, hahaha!”
"Chinese women are really enthusiastic. Last month, a Chinese woman dumped her boyfriend and then bought me a house in Jinling with her own money."
"I heard that in China, only men buy houses for women. I never thought that women in China can also buy their own houses, haha!"
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"You are going too far!" Ma Zicong pointed at the bald black men and whispered: "This is China. When will it be your turn for foreign trash to run rampant? You'd better apologize to Linlin now, otherwise, I will let you in
The country of China has completely disappeared!”
"Yes, apologize to Linlin!"
"We are not so easy to bully."
Yuan Linlin is beautiful and has an extraordinary background. She is one of the goddesses in the eyes of these young men. She is extremely popular in the upper class circles of Jinling. Now being bullied by a group of foreigners in the bar, these young men naturally have to stand up to defend the goddess.
What's more, none of these people are from well-known families. They naturally have the arrogance of a well-known son and will not lose their momentum in front of these foreigners.
Lu Fan kept staring at a white man, hesitating for a moment, and said: "It's best not to provoke this group of people, otherwise you will all be in big trouble."
"big trouble?"
Ma Zicong looked at him with disdain: "A group of foreigners scare you? Just this group of trash, don't they just look a bit bigger, I can beat twenty of them by myself!"
"Lu Fan, it's not like it was more than a hundred years ago. When you see a foreigner, you don't need to kneel down and kowtow."
Yuan Linlin looked disdainful: "You are a Chinese, you must learn to stand up..."
"But that's right. How can people like you, who live at the bottom of society, look at problems from our level? Civilians are civilians. No matter what means are used to squeeze into the upper class, the bad nature of the civilians can still be improved.
No, a dog is still a dog if it is covered in lion skin. It will never roar like a lion, let alone hunt like a lion..."
She ridiculed Lu Fan mercilessly, and finally saw Ma Zicong take the lead to stand up for her, but this coward actually said not to mess with them? It was a complete embarrassment to them.
Everyone laughed when they heard this, and they all regarded Lu Fan as a coward who was afraid of foreigners.
Liu Yingying was about to get angry, but Lu Fan held her hand and told her that there was no need to compete with these people.
Only Wang Xuanzhi was still sitting in the booth, looking over here, but with no intention of coming over to intervene.
She gently rubbed the wine glass with her fingers, and her bright red nails were very sultry in the light, just like herself, full of arrogance and indifference.
"It doesn't matter if you make fun of me, I just want to remind you that that white-haired man is not simple."
Lu Fan glanced at Ma Zicong and the others and reminded: "Step back and the world is vast. Even if you are from a famous family, if something happens, I'm afraid that even the family behind you will not be able to protect you..."