spoiled

It was late at night, but the heat wave in the bar was getting higher and higher one after another.

The DJ kept changing the dynamic rhythm, and the men and women on the dance floor followed the rhythm and danced wildly.

But all the excitement did not belong to Jiang Ting.

She seemed to be in another world, sitting quietly on the sofa in the corner, drinking one cup after another, enjoying her own solitude.

Jiang Ting's eyes had begun to blur, but his mind was still somewhat clear, always reflecting Lu Shiyi's cold and handsome face.

She laughed to herself.

What do you want him to do?

He should be with Ying Ruolan now!

Lifting his chin, he drank another glass of wine.

Jiang Ting found that the beer bottles in hand were empty, ignored Xu Chun's persuasion, stood up unsteadily and went to the bar to order some more bottles.

Xu Chun was afraid that she would fall, so he followed her step by step.

The two of them didn't take a few steps, when they were suddenly stopped by a few men who were flamboyant.

The leader is in his 20s, looks like a dog, but his whole body is full of strong alcohol smell, and there are a lot of bruises under his eyes. He is not a serious person at a glance.

His eyes fell on Jiang Ting's face, and he was obviously amazed.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up, showing a strong interest in his prey.

Seeing his malicious intentions, Xu Chun stood vigilantly in front of Jiang Ting, but was punched in the corner of the mouth by the yellow-haired follower behind the man.

The guests around screamed in fright, and got up and fled the circle of right and wrong one after another to avoid being affected.

Several other servants quickly joined in, pressed Xu Chun on the ground and beat him up: "I don't even look at myself, you dare to stop the person whom Mr. Bian likes!"

Mr. Bian glanced contemptuously at Xu Chun who was being beaten and howling, and then pulled Jiang Ting, who was almost unsteady, into his arms, and wanted to take him to the second floor box.

Unexpectedly, the drunk Jiang Ting struggled, picked up the empty wine bottle on the table, and waved it at his head.

Mr. Bian couldn't dodge in time, a big hole was punched in his head, and blood immediately flowed down from his forehead.

He let go of his hand in pain, and staggered back a few steps.

And Jiang Ting was supported by Chu Wei who squeezed from the crowd in time.

The bar manager hurriedly called an ambulance.

Mr. Bian sat on the sofa, took the hot towel from the attendant and covered the injured area, looked at Jiang Ting coldly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter: "Take her away!"

He must kill this woman!

"Bian Liangchen?" The bar was dimly lit, and Chu Wei recognized him, "What are you going to do to my friend?"

The so-called Mr. Bian is Bian Shuxian's younger brother, the old man who was born in his 50s and who was spoiled extremely arrogantly.

Bian Liangchen also recognized Chu Wei, but he was so angry that he couldn't care so much at the moment.

Anyway, if he doesn't move Chu Wei, the Lu family can't do anything to him!

"Take people away!"

With an order, Bian Liangchen's attendant immediately came over and pulled Jiang Ting's arm.

Chu Wei was not their opponent, so she shouted anxiously: "How dare you! Do you know who she is!"

Bian Liangchen had never met Chu Wei's friend, so he probably wasn't in their circle.

The beauty that he can't control with just one glance, now that he has seen it, he must have it!

What's more, she smashed her own head!

"No matter who she is, don't even think about escaping from me tonight! Who would dare to stop me in Jiangcheng for what I, Bian Liangchen, want!"

"Mr. Bian's tone is so loud!" A deep magnetic male voice came from outside the crowd.

The onlookers turned their heads one after another and took the initiative to make way for the visitors.

The familiar tall figure suddenly appeared in Jiang Ting's eyes, walking towards her slowly.

He was wearing a black windbreaker with the buttons spread out on both sides. One hand was casually inserted in the pocket, and the other hand held a cigarette hanging on the outside of his thigh. The red fireworks flickered between his fingers.

Under the bright and dazzling lights, his eyes looked extraordinarily deep, and he would sink into them just by looking at them.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, not even as cold and indifferent as usual in the business field, but it gave people an invisible pressure.

Bian Liangchen immediately got up from the sofa, his arrogant and arrogant expression disappeared without a trace, obviously very afraid of Lu Shiyi.

And Jiang Ting also took advantage of the stupefied efforts of those who grabbed her, broke free from the restraints, and ran away in a few steps.

She was very strong after drinking, and she was not able to stand steadily, and now her head was dizzy, but fortunately, Lu Shiyi pulled her arm to her side in time.

His eyes fell on the conspicuous red marks around her wrist, and the man's eyes sank.

The skin of Jiang Ting is thin, and a little mark will stay for a long time.

Rubbing it up with her thumb, she opened her thin lips in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I'll settle the score with you when I go home!"

The tears that Jiang Ting had been holding back all this time burst out at this moment.

Grievance, fear, gratitude, resentment, joy... all kinds of mixed emotions stirred in her heart like a sea.

"Brother Shi Yi..." Bian Liangchen's eyes fell on Lu Shiyi's hand holding Jiang Ting, and he twitched the corner of his mouth, "Brother Shi Yi knows her?"

Lu Shiyi exuded a cold aura that strangers should not enter. He looked at Bian Liangchen with a deep prestige: "You want my woman?"

Jiang Ting resisted this sentence a little, and wanted to pull her hand away from his palm.

The man took advantage of the situation to put his arms around her waist, and pressed his hot palms against her waist, warning her to be quiet.

How could Bian Liangchen dare to touch Lu Shiyi's woman?

Not only did he dare not, but even the hole in his forehead had to be treated as if nothing had happened. He forced a smile: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

Lu Shiyi was not pleased by his bowing his head, and his tone was still not salty: "Since it is a misunderstanding, then we must find a time to solve the misunderstanding. Next Saturday afternoon, we will have a sparring match at the King Boxing Club."

The tone of the cloud is calm and breezy, but it is overbearing that cannot be refused.

Bian Liangchen's face paled instantly when he heard him posting a challenge to himself.

None of the young masters in Jiangcheng dared to fight Lu Shiyi.

The ambulance arrived at the entrance of the bar very quickly, but it was not Bian Liangchen who got on it, but Xu Chun.

He was beaten severely, his originally handsome face became bruised and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding.As he walked, he felt a throbbing pain in his chest.

Must rush to the hospital!

Chu Wei gave Bian Liangchen a hard look at the door of the bar, and followed her into the ambulance.

If she hadn't pulled Xu Chun over, the other party wouldn't have suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

Jiang Ting wanted to go together, but was stopped by Lu Shiyi.

He ordered Ge Qing, who came with him, to take care of Xu Chun, and then find a hotel for Chu Wei near the hospital.

Jiang Ting refused to go back with Lu Shiyi, and as soon as he got drunk, he pushed him away and wanted to hail a taxi.

"Leave me alone, I'm going back to school..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Shiyi hugged him horizontally, and strode towards the silver-gray phantom stopped at the intersection.