Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

The girl's eyes warmed up, and she put away the ointment, "Okay, I'll try it later, thank you."

Xin You hurriedly said, "I should be the one thanking you."

After saying this, his eyes fell on the girl's white dance dress, "You go ahead, I'm going back."

The girl asked, "Why don't you come in and sit down? You haven't come to see me dance for a few days. I just learned a new dance recently."

There was a little expectation in the clear eyes.

"I……"

Xin You moved his lips, but finally couldn't bear to refuse.

He told himself in his heart that after all, he was the one who helped him, and it would be unreasonable to refuse.

But he seems to have forgotten that he has never been a person who acts according to human feelings.

In the night market, the lights are feasting, and there are people who get drunk and have fun everywhere.

Xin You sat in the corner, a glass of cocktail on the table in front of him remained untouched.

He sat calmly and soberly in the chair, concentrating on watching the performance on the stage, out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere.

The girl's white dance skirt drew a graceful arc in the air, and then fell down gently.

She was breathing heavily, her fair little face was flushed, and she folded her hands in front of her chest and bowed to thank the audience.

There was applause from the audience, and some unrestrained guests whistled and booed.

Xin You didn't like those frivolous and noisy voices very much, but he didn't show it, but clapped lightly with a smile on his face.

The girl glanced across the crowd and saw him.

She walked off the stage and walked towards him.

He just didn't take a few steps before he was stopped by a figure.

Xin You saw that the person blocking the way was a tattooed foreign youth with dyed red hair. From his angle, he could clearly see the bouquet of roses hidden behind him.

He frowned subconsciously.

The young man didn't know what he said to the girl, probably something like a confession, and then he showed the bunch of beautiful red roses.

This move attracted all the eyes of the surrounding people to gather around, and surrounded the two of them to boo.

Surprise, distress, and resistance flashed across the girl's face in turn.

Finally, the young man said something, the girl couldn't bear it, and when the other party handed over the bouquet of roses, she pushed it out.

The rose fell to the ground, and the petals were scattered all over the ground.

The young man was irritated. He was affectionate just a second ago, and suddenly spit out dirty words violently. He reached out and grabbed the girl's slender arm, pulling her heavily towards him.

Also at almost the same moment, Xin You's figure appeared beside them like lightning.

"Let go of her!"

"What?" The young man showed contempt when he saw that Xin You was not a local.

But before he could taunt, "Boom!" and the iron fist hit him in the face with unstoppable precision.

With just one punch, the tall young man was knocked to the ground.

There was constant booing around, and the young man suddenly lost face.

He wanted to get up and fight back, but he only moved slightly but felt his head shaking violently.

Seeing Xin You who snatched A Yin to protect him in his arms, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Fuck! Who the hell are you!"

Xin You was about to answer, but the girl beside her said first, "He is my boyfriend!"

The clear and bright voice, like a declaration, was heard by the audience.

A sigh sounded, and all kinds of surprised or envious eyes were cast on Xin You.

Xin You was also surprised.

However, the sight of the girl and the hint in the girl's eyes made him instantly understand her intentions.

So he nodded slightly in understanding, straightened his back, stood in front of the girl in the attitude of a boyfriend, and looked coldly at the young man who fell on the ground.