After dinner, Yan Mubei was dragged to the bar by Chai Jiao to drink.
Considering that the mark of the slap on her face had not faded, Yan Mubei had no choice but to continue to risk his life to accompany the gentleman.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped into the bar, I saw the couple embracing each other, the handsome man and the beautiful woman, so outstanding.
In particular, the large area behind the woman is exposed, with graceful lines, and is held by the man's big hand, creating an indescribable entanglement and ambiguity.
The men dancing next to her couldn't help but look around when they passed by the woman.
Look at her face, look at her vaguely beautiful back.
That one is so salivating.
Yan Mubei got angry for no reason, shook off Chai Jiao who was clinging to him like an octopus, rushed forward, and pulled Lin Qianqian into his arms.
Lin Qianqian and Shangguan Zhixuan were discussing the symphony. They were in the middle of the conversation when suddenly the world spun around and her body was pulled into a hard chest.
She couldn't help but let out a low cry in pain from being hit, and looked up at the person coming.
"Yan Mubei?" She was greatly surprised.
Shangguan Zhixuan was equally surprised, he never expected to meet him in such a place.
Seeing the woman he loved being snatched away, Shangguan Zhixuan's expression suddenly changed and he stretched out his hand to grab her: "Yan Mubei, what do you want to do? Let her go."
Yan Mubei pulled Lin Qianqian behind him, blocking her with his body, and said in a sinister voice: "Let her go, why do you want me to let her go? Shangguan Zhixuan, don't forget that you are my defeated general."
Back then, two people pursued Lin Qianqian at the same time, one was gentle and the other was mysterious and charming.
Lin Qianqian, a well-behaved girl from a wealthy family, felt that it was new and fun, and was instantly attracted to the bad man who was a gangster, and she reached out to the devil boss.
In this way, Shangguan Zhixuan became an abandoned person.
This incident also became his shame.
Later, when I heard that the two had broken up, he was the happiest person.
It's a pity that he was happy too early. Lin Qianqian did not turn around and choose him. Instead, she went abroad to study despite her emotional pain.
"She is no longer your girlfriend, you have no right to do this." Shangguan Zhixuan stepped forward, slapped Yan Mubei's hand in front of him, and stretched out his other hand to Lin Qianqian behind him.
Lin Qianqian was obviously frightened by the situation in front of her, her eyes widened: "Yan Mubei, let go, you scratch me..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was passively dragged to the other side again.
The hand that grabbed her wrist was even stronger, almost crushing her bones and flesh.
It hurts, it hurts my heart and lungs.
Shangguan Zhixuan, who was empty-handed, saw Lin Qianqian frowning in pain, and was stung hard in the heart: "Yan Mubei, stop, you will hurt her."
Hearing this, Yan Mubei sneered and said in a bad tone: "Do you feel bad? But she is mine. I can do whatever I want. It's not your turn to teach me a lesson."
As he spoke, the man dragged the woman behind him to him, trapped her in his arms, and held her neck tightly with an arrogant attitude.
This series of movements is easy for Yan Mubei to perform with ease and ease.
"Yan Mubei." Lin Qianqian was furious. Although her painful wrist was loosened, her neck was almost twisted by him: "Let go, let me go..."
Does he treat her like a dog?
Hug her as much as you like, regardless of her feelings.
Shangguan Zhixuan reached out to grab someone again. Yan Mubei stepped back, and the bodyguard following him stepped forward to block his way.
Shangguan Zhixuan was immediately in a panic, and he didn't care about anything else. He wanted to save Lin Qianqian and rushed forward to fight with Yan Mubei's bodyguards.
People nearby had already noticed the strange movement here.
PS: The new book is released for the first time. I hope all my dear friends will support it and collect it. Your messages are the motivation for me to write. I love you, hmm.