Loveless Marriage: Wen Shaotang is Addictive

Leng Yan stood on the steps and said condescendingly to the family below, "I will definitely remember to hang it up when I go out in the future. My surname is Leng, in big characters!"

After finishing speaking, she ignored Mr. Wen who was already coughing and went back to the room.

After closing the door, Leng Yan plunged into the quilt with tears of grievance in her eyes.

What the hell is going on in the world, and why is she not acting in a TV series? How could such a low-probability event be bumped into by her?Even though that Wen Yuanchen is so handsome that his eyes are full of love... Bah, bah, what are you thinking.

She expressed deep contempt for herself for this behavior of forgetting everything about sex.

Before she could get rid of the mess in her mind, the cell phone rang "Ring, ring, ring...".

Leng Yan was not in the mood to answer the phone at first, but she glanced at it and saw that it was her best friend Lu Xue calling. Thinking of the series of events last night, her emotions exploded in an instant.

"Why?" Although the microphone passed the processing, the power of these two words has not diminished at all.

Naturally, Lu Xue also attended Leng Yan's birthday party, but she didn't resist the effect of alcohol, and she drank herself to the ground a long time ago.

"Did you eat explosives early in the morning?" Lu Xue jumped out of the bed all of a sudden, "I drank too much yesterday, so I left first, those people were too noisy, what's the matter, when did you get home?"

Speaking of the next few words, her tone gradually turned worried.

This girl really possesses all kinds of magical skills, Leng Yan closed her eyes and frowned.

"I said, can you be more reliable? It's fine to leave by yourself, why are you still asking here!" Leng Yan stretched out her hand to rub her sore temples, and suddenly opened her eyes, her tone was full of expectation, "By the way, you Is there a way to make quick money?"

Lu Xue's eyes lit up, and she suddenly thought of something. She sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, "What are you doing? Are you going to start your own family?"

That half-surprised, half-joking tone made her teeth itch coldly, why did she make such a bad friend.

Leng Yan suppressed her anger, "Don't talk nonsense with me, talk to me quickly."

"Oh, miss, are you really stupid or fake?" Lu Xue rolled her eyes silently, "A dignified art student is worried about not being able to find a suitable job?"

"Then you mean there's something to it?" Leng Yan just had the mentality of trying, but she didn't expect that this product is still useful, and there is actually a way.

"Okay, I'll help you get in touch later." This time it was Lu Xue who rubbed her head, but she didn't expect the wine to have such a strong stamina, "You stay at home and wait for my good news."

This whole day was confinement and curfew, Leng Yan felt like a prisoner.

After eating the dinner delivered by the servant, she received a message from Lu Xue: Chaoge club, playing the piano.

A few simple words are enough to make her forget all the troubles.Leng Yan quickly changed her clothes and tiptoed out of the window.

"Ouch..." She cried out in pain in a low voice, bent down, rubbed the twisted ankle just now, and escaped like a prison escape.

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Leng Yan walked into the clubhouse, went directly to the manager, and reported the name "Lu Xue", and the manager asked her to go to the piano performance area and played two pieces.

This is different from ordinary entertainment venues, high and low-level performances can find a foothold here.

She sat upright in front of the piano and exhaled softly.

This Lu Xue is also true. I wonder if she hasn't practiced the piano for a long time?If it weren't for the fact that she was in urgent need of money, she would not have come to such a public place, and then Mr. Wen would have to push her for a while before he would give up.

The beautiful melody came out from the body of the piano, and Leng Yan, who was a little nervous at first, became more and more into the state.Her fingertips are light, accompanied by intoxicating music, like a dancing elf.

At the end of the second track, a bearded punk guy walked up to her with a wine glass in his hand.

"Girl, you played well, come, have a drink with me." The punk boy's fat face smiled like this, making it even more greasy.

Seeing that Leng Yan ignored him, he thought he was playing hard to get, and said again with a smile, "Is this a few lines in one night?"

As he spoke, he stretched out a slap.

Leng Yan resisted the nausea and anger welling up in her heart, and said coldly, "Hey, please go over there!"

She 'kindly' pointed to a row of flirtatious girls sitting next to the bar in revealing clothes, the disdain in their eyes could be called glamorous.

The punk glanced in the direction of her finger, his face gloomy.

He also stretched out a finger, pointing at Leng Yan's neck, "Why, you can accompany others, but not me? You little slut, with so many hickey marks, how dare you pretend to be innocent with me?"

As soon as such explicit words came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd.

When had Leng Yan been scrutinized by so many malicious eyes? If she hadn't seen the manager's continuous winking for her violent temper, she would have slapped the bastard so hard that she couldn't find her home.

The punk man became even more interested when he saw how she dared to be angry but did not speak out.

"Little beauty, if you don't like the money, the price is easy to negotiate." His rough fat hand slid across Leng Yan's cheek from top to bottom, and there was a tendency to continue downward.

Just when Leng Yan couldn't bear it anymore, she suddenly hit the punk boy in the face with an invincible meteor fist.

The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground together with his body, and the miserable cry overwhelmed the background music.

Leng Yan was just about to pay homage to the big man who came to the rescue, but when she looked up, she found that it was Wen Yuanchen who had posed for her during the day, and the gratitude in her heart disappeared immediately.

"Damn, where did you come from?" The punk man covered the corner of his bleeding mouth, stumbled up from the floor, and was furious.

But before he could stand still, Wen Yuanchen's fist came down again, with a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes, "You dare to touch my woman, you're not small!"

The punk boy knew that he had encountered a problem, so his attitude changed immediately, "Brother, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

With a face full of disdain, Wen Yuanchen took Leng Yan's arm and walked out.

"Hey, let go!" Leng Yan struggled, unwilling to cooperate with his performance, "What is your woman? I'm going to call you uncle, you don't care about ethics, I'm going to lose face. I warn you, don't go outside Nonsense!"

"What?" Wen Yuanchen stopped suddenly, turned his head, and stared at her sharply, "Do you think I'm blocking your love? But... You can like that kind of quality, aren't you a bit hungry?"

Leng Yan trembled with anger, "Choose your sister!"

"No, there is a difference in generation, little niece."

Leng Yan sneered, "It's good to know what our relationship is."

Wen Yuanchen suddenly bent the corners of his mouth evilly, "It's true that you are my niece, but this will not delay going to bed."