David was stunned and looked at Beibei in disbelief. Beibei suddenly felt embarrassed.
The identity of a mistress should never be seen in the light.
David quickly calmed down his emotions. He stood up and looked at Nangong Leshan calmly: "If this is really the case, then you are disrespecting Beibei."
Nangong Leshan sneered: "Respect?"
"That's right. You don't respect her and don't value her. What do you think of her?!"
Beibei's eyelids twitched.
I feel a little bitter in my heart, yes, what does he think of her?
Nangong Leshan narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Charles, are you teaching me a lesson?"
"Yes." David looked at him fearlessly, "I like Beibei, and I won't allow anyone to humiliate her like this!"
Nangong Leshan's breath became even colder, "I'm afraid you are just being sentimental!"
"It's better to be sentimental than to humiliate her!"
"Boom -" Nangong Leshan punched him fiercely. He didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all.
David was beaten to the ground, and the corners of his mouth were broken.
"Mr. Charles!" Beibei subconsciously wanted to help him, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Nangong Leshan.
"Come back with me!" He pulled her and walked outside.
Beibei looked back at David, her eyes full of guilt.
But she didn't struggle to resist, because there was no point in doing so and would only make the situation more difficult to deal with.
…
"Go in!" Pulling open the car door, Nangong Leshan shook off her hand.
Beibei stood still.
The man looked gloomy: "I told you to come in!"
Beibei mustered up the courage to look at him: "I don't want to go back today."
"..."
"Let's go... I want to calm down alone."
Her chin was suddenly pinched, and Nangong Leshan forced her to look at him: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Beibei's eyes flashed: "I know."
"I'll give you another chance, go in." He said calmly, but it gave people a very dangerous feeling.
Beibei clenched her hands, she wanted to resist.
But...she doesn't have that much courage.
Finally, she pulled away his hand, turned around and sat in the car.
Nangong Leshan got into the driver's seat from the other side.
He started the car and drove away quickly.
Beibei looked out the window, not looking at him. Nangong Leshan suddenly increased the accelerator, and the speed soared...
Beibei became nervous and subconsciously tightened her seat belt.
The speed is getting faster and faster, and it is almost speeding on the road.
Beibei couldn't bear the speed, but she gritted her teeth tightly and remained silent.
In the end, she couldn't bear the fear anymore and closed her eyes.
I don’t know how long it took, but the car screeched to a stop.
Beibei hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt, pushed open the car door and rushed out.
"Ugh-" She stood on the roadside, vomiting uncomfortably.
The speed just now was too fast, and her stomach was churning all the time.
Beibei vomited for a while, then turned around and saw Nangong Leshan standing on the opposite side of the road, with his back to her, smoking.
Beibei looked at his tall figure under the moonlight and felt inexplicably lonely.
Her eyes flashed.
Beibei got into the car by herself and waited for him to get in. Not long after, Nangong Leshan threw the cigarette butts on the ground and also got in.
He did not start the car immediately, but asked her calmly: "Do you feel wronged by being my mistress? Do you blame me?"
"..."
"to be honest!"
"This is my own choice." Beibei shook his head, "I just..."