I Take Revenge on the Bad Woman

Those gangsters stopped obediently, and when they looked back, they saw that the person speaking was actually a pretty woman.

"Hey, beauty, you don't think this man looks like a dog in his clothes, so just let him go?"

The gangster in the lead had a smirk on his face, and said in a sarcastic tone.

"Or, are you just as fond of the money in his pocket as we are?"

"I'm his friend, don't mess around."

The woman ignored the gangster's ridicule and said calmly.

The gangster frowned when he heard the words, he turned his head to look at Wan Kun, and then at the woman, with a suspicious look on his face.

"Do you know?"

As if to confirm the woman's words, at this time, Wan Kun also opened his hazy drunken eyes, and the figure of the woman gradually became clear in his eyes.

He frowned. He didn't seem to recognize the other party at first glance. After narrowing his eyes and carefully identifying it, he finally realized it, and stumbled and reported the other party's name.

"Zhao...Zhao Ya'an? You...how could you..."

Wan Kun was halfway through speaking, when suddenly he felt his stomach churning, and he vomited out a large piece when he bent down.

The gangsters beside them subconsciously took a few steps back. The vomit that splashed on them was still emitting a terrible smell, which made them feel a little nauseous.

Zhao Ya'an didn't dislike it at all, resisted the smell and came to Wan Kun's side, helping him up.

"Mr. Wan, let's go back first."

But before they could move, the group of punks surrounded them again.

"It seems that you really know each other, so it will be easy."

The gangster in the lead had a weird smile on his face.

"Beauty, look at my brothers, but it's all your friend who vomited. I'm afraid it's not good if I want to leave without expressing it?"

Zhao Ya'an looked at them coldly. These gangsters were all wearing street goods and they were not worth much.

So, she first put Wan Kun back on the seat, opened the bag, and took out a stack of cash!

"This is [-], take it and get out!"

Zhao Ya'an threw the stack of banknotes into the arms of the gangster in charge, and said in a bad tone.

Seeing Zhao Ya'an's rude words, the younger brothers beside him immediately became angry.

Being vomited on by Wan Kun just now made them very angry, and now this woman dares to talk to them like that, she is courting death!

However, before the few of them had time to speak harshly, they were stopped by the leader of the gangster raising his hand.

His mind is still relatively clear, this woman can easily take out [-] cash, she is definitely not an ordinary person.

She can take out the 1 yuan to send them away, and she can also take out the [-] yuan and hire a few people to beat them up.

Going to provoke her, even if the other party is alone now, they may gain some advantage, but they must be the ones who suffer afterwards.

Rather than making enemies for the sake of saving face for a while, it is more sensible to accept at this time.

Unlike his younger brothers, the gangster in the lead never took his face and dignity seriously.

These are just used by him to incite his younger brothers to fight for him and get beaten when he has conflicts with others.

This group of little brothers would be willing to be beaten black and blue for the so-called dignity and loyalty, but he was not willing.

This 1 yuan is enough to buy his dignity.

"Very good, the beauty is generous enough, we brothers are not unreasonable people, you go."

After speaking, in order to appease the dissatisfied younger brothers, he held up the stack of hundred yuan bills again, and said.

"Let's go, brothers, thanks to this beautiful woman, let's go to Black Butterfly to find some younger sisters to have fun!"

Hearing that they could find their sister, the men who had been hungry for a long time immediately forgot the unhappiness just now, and followed the eldest brother away.

After dismissing the gangsters, Zhao Ya'an helped Wan Kun up again, and led him to the opposite side of the road.

Zhao Yaan's car was parked here, she opened the door, and helped Wan Kun into the car regardless of the filth on his body.

At this time, perhaps because some of the alcohol was spit out along with the vomit, Wan Kun's brain finally became more sober.

He recalled everything Zhao Ya'an had done for him just now, and seeing her busy with himself now, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.

"Miss Zhao, you... actually don't have to do this for me."

"It doesn't have to mean it can't be done, right?"

In front of Wan Kun, Zhao Ya'an was completely different from the gangsters when they confronted the gangsters, their tone and demeanor were extremely gentle.

This could not help but make Wan Kun feel even more uneasy. He wanted to say something, but Zhao Ya'an spoke first.

"Okay, you drank too much, let's rest first, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it after you sober up, okay?"

Wan Kun couldn't refute, and now he really felt dizzy, and his ability to organize language had greatly degraded.

He simply obeyed Zhao Ya'an, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

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When Wan Kun woke up, what he saw was the familiar ceiling.

He was lying on the bed in his room.

It was dark in the room, and the windows were closed by curtains.

But judging by the faint sunlight shining through the curtains into the house, it is already high in the sun.

Due to the hangover, Wan Kun now feels very headache.

There was a cold feeling on his forehead, and he raised his hand to touch it, and it turned out to be a wet towel.

Wan Kun took down the towel, propped his hands on the bed and barely sat up, leaning against the head of the bed.

Turning his head, he found a glass of water on the bedside table on his left, and a few pills beside the glass.

He reached out for water and medicine, and there was a line written on the note pressed underneath.

"If you have a severe headache, take the medicine."

Although Wan Kun didn't recognize Zhao Ya'an's handwriting, he felt that this note should be left by Zhao Ya'an.

In Tianhai City, apart from her, there is probably no other person who would take care of him like this.

No, no, before last night, no one should take care of him like this.

Wan Kun is still very puzzled until now, why Zhao Ya'an suddenly appeared in the place where he was drinking, and even helped him out, and even took care of himself when he was hangover?

Why would she do this?

As soon as he thought about the problem, Wan Kun felt that his headache became more severe.

He frowned, took a deep breath, put the pill in his mouth, and drank it from the water glass.

To Wan Kun's surprise, the water in this cup was still warm.

This shows that Zhao Ya'an may not have been away for long.

——Could it be that she stayed at my house and took care of me all night?

This guess could not help but pop up in Wan Kun's mind.

After drinking the medicine, Wan Kun got up from the bed.

At this moment, he realized that what he was wearing was pajamas, no need to think about it, Zhao Ya'an must have changed it for him.

Wan Kun suddenly thought of something, opened the waistband of his pajama pants and looked in, his expression suddenly became a little weird.

It turned out that not only the pajamas, but also Zhao Ya'an changed his underwear for him.

Wan Kun sighed, he must have been in a mess when he was drunk and unconscious yesterday.

That kind of ugliness was seen by Zhao Ya'an, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Wan Kun got up and opened the curtains, the sunlight came in through the window, the sudden increase in brightness made him squint his eyes involuntarily, and raised his hands to shade.

After his eyes gradually adapted, he turned and left the bedroom.

As soon as he opened the bedroom door, Wan Kun smelled a fragrance.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the busy sound of tinkling bells coming from the kitchen.

This made Wan Kun startled again.

——Could it be that Zhao Ya'an not only took care of him for one night, but he hasn't even left yet?

After realizing this, Wan Kun's first reaction was not embarrassment, he wanted to avoid the other party, and even unconsciously walked towards the kitchen where the noise came from.

For some reason, at this moment, he especially wanted to see Zhao Ya'an.

The kitchen in Wan Kun's house is a western-style open kitchen, so when he came to the living room, he could see Zhao Ya'an's busy figure at a glance.

Only then did he notice that Zhao Ya'an seemed to have changed a lot compared to how he met before.

Her hair has grown a bit longer, it is no longer a tomboy-like short ear-length hair, it is almost shoulder-length, and it looks like it has been extended.

And she also bleached and dyed it a little bit, and her hair has a light chestnut color.

At this time, Zhao Ya'an was facing Wan Kun sideways, concentrating on cutting vegetables.

Wan Kun looked at Zhao Ya'an's profile, and suddenly felt that the lines of her face were much softer, more feminine than when they first met.

Before he knew it, Wan Kun was fascinated, and his legs unconsciously moved towards Zhao Ya'an.

At this time, Zhao Ya'an finally noticed Wan Kun, she raised her head and showed a bright smile to Wan Kun.

"Mr. Wan, you're awake. How are you? Are you feeling better? Does your head still hurt?"

"Well, I'm much more awake, but my head still hurts, so I just drank the medicine."

Wan Kun replied honestly like a primary school student.

"Then there should be no problem. After drinking the medicine, the headache should disappear after a while."

Zhao Ya'an nodded in satisfaction, and continued.

"By the way, Mr. Wan, I'm sorry to use your kitchen without saying hello to you. I'm making breakfast, and I have your share. It'll be ready soon, let's eat together later."

"Well, then I'll go wash up first."