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Chapter 85: Please Respect

"Sir, please respect women." Miao Jian said coldly, standing behind the man with straight legs, looking at the man's curved back from top to bottom.

The man's hand that was drinking wine stopped. He listened to the voice behind him, slowly took away the wine glass from the woman's lips, and then stood up.

Without the restraint of the man, the woman curled up again. She had been drunk with too much wine. Most of her consciousness had been swallowed up by the alcohol. She was about to fall asleep. She was awake again and heard the voice of another woman.

.My heart is too heavy and I can no longer make any waves.

The man was very tall. Miao Jian was 165cm tall and was wearing a pair of high heels. Her height of more than 1.7 meters made her look petite in front of this man. She looked up at the man. His eyes were cold and his eyebrows were handsome. He looked down.

Looking at Miao Jian, his eyes first fell on her face, and then on her proud breasts. In just a moment, he looked away.

"Minding other people's business?" the man said in a low voice. His inner unhappiness could be imagined as his business was interrupted by others.

"Well, please respect women." Miao Jian did not give in at all, staring straight at him and enunciating each word clearly.

"What about me?" The man lowered his eyebrows and looked at Miao Jian from top to bottom, his tone was indifferent, and he didn't deserve to be beaten.

"I will expose you for violating others, and then someone will naturally come to deal with you."

"Ha," the man snorted and laughed, as if he had heard something extremely funny, "This is my fiancée."

"Do I need others to take care of my own household affairs?" The man raised his eyebrows and said again, then turned away coldly, no longer looking at Miao Jian.

"What about family matters? This is domestic violence. Even if she is your fiancée, you have no right to do this!" Miao Jian loudly condemned him, and the anger in her eyes was about to burn him.

The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled again. He ignored Miao Jian, but lowered his head, leaned close to the woman's ear, and whispered: "Look, someone is speaking for you."

"No...I don't need...anyone else to speak for me." The woman squinted her eyes slightly and spoke with great effort, her voice was so low that Miao Jian couldn't hear her.

"I don't know if you need it or not. Since someone is willing to take care of you, let her take care of it." The man said with a low smile, straightened up and straightened his collar, pulled a piece of paper to wipe his hands, and turned around to look.

Miao Jian glanced at him, chuckled, and left directly.

Miao Jian looked at the man's smile at her and didn't react for a moment. When she reacted, the man had already strode away.

Miao Jian saw the man's leaving figure in her eyes. She cursed in a low voice and turned to look at the woman huddled in the corner of the sofa. She frowned in distress and walked over to help the woman.

The woman had lost more than half of her consciousness. Even so, she could still tell who was who. She didn't know who was helping her, but she knew it was not Aze.

She pushed Miao Jian resistingly and refused her kindness: "No, I don't want you to help me." She closed her eyes and resisted.

Miao Jian was stunned for a moment and ignored her resistance. Drunk people speak and act softly. When the woman pushed her, she used very little force, like a kitten's paw stepping on her body, which was soft.

Miao Jian helped her upright, poured her a glass of water, and fed her little by little. The woman only took a small sip and then stopped drinking. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Miao Jian looked at the sleeping woman. She had a very good appearance, with gentle contours and soft lines on her face, a small and straight nose, her delicate face was slightly flushed due to alcohol, and her long eyelashes were like butterflies.

She was quivering like wings, and she fell asleep quietly, like a baby, sleeping gently and lovingly.

Why doesn't that man know how to pity such a beautiful woman? Miao Jian sighed, there really is anyone in this world.

Qin Xiao went to the bathroom and came back now. She put on makeup and walked towards Miao Jian on high heels.

"Why are you here?" Qin Xiao glanced at Yuan Ya, who was sleeping soundly in the corner of the sofa.

"She fell asleep." Miao Jian said with a smile and glanced at the woman.

"She came with her fiancé, right? Where are the others?" Qin Xiao looked around and didn't see the person she was looking for.

"He's gone." Miao Jian felt bad when she thought of that man. Such a crazy man was not worth mentioning.

"Left?" Qin Xiao said in surprise, "What should she do?"

Miao Jian shook his head, and then said: "Go to my house."

Qin Xiao looked at Miao Jian, looked straight at her, and said leisurely: "Do you know who she is? Who is her fiancé?"

Miao Jian shook his head: "I don't know."

Qin Xiao looked like I know you don't know, and sat down next to Miao Jian. He sighed and said seriously: "The name of the woman lying down is Yuan Ya. She is the daughter of the Yuan family. The Yuan family

Did you know? The Yuan family is a big crocodile in Qingcheng circles, a presence that can call all the changes."

Miao Jian nodded ignorantly. She had never heard of the Yuan family. She had only heard about the wealthy families in Qing City, but the political circles had never paid attention to them.

"Yuanya's fiancé is named Fei Ze, and he is the eldest son of the Fei family." Qin Xiao continued.

Feize, why does this name sound so familiar? Miao Jian was a little confused and said nothing, listening to Qin Xiao continue to speak.

"The Fei family is also involved in politics, but unlike the Yuan family, they not only run the political world, but also run the business world."

Miao Jian was shocked for a moment: "Isn't it said since ancient times that politics and business are incompatible?"

Qin Xiao pursed his lips and showed his naive expression: "You can say it, but whether you can do it or not is another matter. Do you know who Feize is? He is the boss of the underworld.

When he walks into politics, the Yuan family will avoid him!"

Miao Jian showed an expression of surprise, with ten thousand thoughts running through her heart. How could that man who looked so trash have such great power?

"Besides, when the Fei family is in business, they do business that ordinary people like us don't dare to do." Qin Xiao said coquettishly.

Miao Jian's appetite was whetted and she couldn't help but ask: "What kind of business are they doing? Is it the type of murder and arson?"

Qin Xiao glanced at her: "More or less, what they are doing is arms and weapons trading. These transactions are officially prohibited by law, but the Fei family dares to do it, and they do it, and they don't dare to oppose it."

Miao Jian was shocked again, her jaw almost dropped.

"Feizer is not only the boss of the underworld, he is also mainly responsible for the arms business."

Miao Jian suddenly felt that she had offended a big shot, and her life would be in danger in the future.

She turned her head and looked at Yuan Ya. She was still sleeping soundly. Miao Jian turned her face away again in fear, unable to calm down for a while.

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