The smile on Liu Pinwei's face disappeared, and then became a little serious. He looked at He Mengjie seriously for a few times, and then asked: "What did you see?"
He Mengjie's eyes suddenly turned a little red.
Wang Zihao's face also became a little serious, and he couldn't help asking from the side: "Xiaojie, what's wrong? Are you and Brother Wen having trouble?"
He Mengjie took a deep breath, then hurriedly stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom." After saying that, he ignored Wang Zihao and Liu Pinwei and hurried towards the bathroom.
In the bathroom, He Mengjie washed her face with her hands. The cold water always had the effect of calming herself down.
She took a deep breath, calmed down, and reminded herself in her mind: "Don't listen to Chen Yuelin's one-sided words. She has been with Wenxuan for so long, so she should know him well. He will not lie to her!"
However, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. How well could she understand him? She had only known him for more than three months, and she had been in love with him for even less time. How much could she have known him?
Do you know him?
She wanted to ask him clearly, she had to ask clearly! She nodded to herself in the mirror, determined not to make the mistake of being sad alone without asking clearly.
She took a deep breath, and then took another deep breath, gradually stabilizing her emotions. Then she turned around and left the bathroom.
There was a long aisle outside the bathroom, and He Mengjie found that the entrance to the aisle was blocked by a man.
The man was tall, with his back to her, and was joking with his friends.
He Mengjie said softly: "Please let me go, I'll go out."
The man didn't seem to hear, and was still laughing with his friend.
He Mengjie felt a little annoyed and couldn't help but raise her voice and shouted: "Please give way, I want to go out!"
The man finally heard it, his laughter stopped abruptly, and then he turned around.
In the various flashing lights, He Mengjie saw his well-developed muscles and a face with scars.
Seeing He Mengjie clearly, the man whistled angrily and said to her: "Little girl, what are you doing to your brother?"
He Mengjie's heart trembled slightly, and then she pretended to be calm and repeated what she just said: "I mean, make way, I want to go out!"
The man nodded very good-naturedly and turned to one side.
He Mengjie bit her lip and walked away from him.
Unexpectedly, when she walked out, she fell into another circle composed of three men.
He Mengjie's heart skipped a beat and she wanted to exit, but the scarred man had already blocked the only exit of the encirclement.
He Mengjie's heart beat violently, and her voice changed a little: "What are you going to do!"
Her hands were trembling slightly, and her legs were beginning to feel weak. In her life, except when she met the pervert last time, she had never felt so dangerous!
"Girl, how about dancing with your buddy?" the scarred man said strangely.
"Get out of your way. If you don't, I'm going to call someone. My friend is over there!" He Mengjie pretended to be calm and warned in a low voice.
"Oh, you reminded me. Since your friend is over there, we'd better not go too far! Let's just go to the toilet!" The scarred man's eyes roamed up and down He Mengjie's body with undisguised expressions.
intention.
He Mengjie was a little scared. She couldn't help but glance in the direction where Liu Pinwei and Wang Zihao were sitting.