You, don't flirt!

"Wen Jin, you haven't even had any wine... Where are you going in such a hurry?"

Du Wenjin didn't hear what Mr. Qian said behind him. He just looked at the man standing in front of him without smiling or angry, and his voice was cold——

"I'm in a normal mood today,... so I'll give you a piece of advice."

The words paused here, Du Wenjin raised his eyelids, the corners of his lips twitched abruptly, and the smile in his eyes was cold, "——Don't force me to do it, you may see blood."

The young man's originally gentle and lazy eyes suddenly turned sharp the moment the words came out, like a sharp dagger shining like snow suddenly stabbing out from under the gorgeous silk cloth, and the man blocking the door bears the brunt of it. It was like being stung by a scorpion, almost instinctively wanting to avoid sight.

"Not to mention, this kind of courage... I have seen it less and less in the past two years."

Qian Junhao, who was still sitting on the sofa in an even manner, joked with the people around him, but looked at Du Wenjin's back with extremely unkind eyes.

He lightly raised his right hand on the girl in the miniskirt with a jumpsuit and hips, and the person sitting next to him got a signal, reached out and took out his mobile phone, and sent a text message.

Only then did Qian Junhao pick up the conversation unhurriedly: "But in this day and age, it's better for young people to restrain their tempers—bend down and talk soft words and refuse to accompany drinks, then you are here You can't stay in the circle for a long time - what's the use of having such integrity that you can't eat and keep out the cold?"

He put the cup in his left hand on the glass table in front, and there was a light sound when the bottom of the cup collided with the table.

After the sound, Qian Junhao slowly raised his eyes, "...you are a smart person, Wen Jin, do you think what I said is right?"

Du Wenjin didn't want to talk to the person behind him at first, but the string that got tighter and tighter as the other person's voice was speaking broke with a click.

He suddenly turned around, his eyes swept across the group of people on the sofa, his bright red lips were curled into a sharp smile, and he opened and closed slightly——

"Take this kind of bullshit and fallacy as a creed, who gave you rubbish such confidence?"

Seeing the sudden change in the faces of the people, Du Wenjin's downcast gaze suddenly lifted like a wave, and the smile on the corners of his lips was also so cold that it was almost beautiful at this moment——

"In the entertainment industry, there are too many maggots like you, so the true conscience is buried-but what do you have to be proud of? Even if you pollute the rules of this place with your maggots' dirty things, You are not the creators who call the shots..."

Du Wenjin stared at Qian Junhao's gradually turning livid face, and spit out the last words word by word——

"Without the slightest bit of integrity, it's for humbleness; without the slightest shame, it's for distortion—no matter how gorgeous the exterior decoration is, it can't hide the flesh underneath—you are still just a bunch of rotten maggots."

"........."

Du Wenjin's voice fell behind, and the atmosphere in the box was tense to almost stagnant.

Everyone sitting on the sofa looked uglier than the other. If it weren't for the fact that Qian Junhao, who was in the main seat, hadn't spoken yet, some people would probably have been furious.

Under the complicated eyes of everyone in the room, Du Wenjin still looked at Qian Junhao with a cold and calm expression.

In this silent confrontation, Qian Junhao's originally livid face quickly calmed down, and a ferocious smile appeared in his eyes.

"Wen Jin..."

These two words were spit out from between his lips and tongue with an almost obscene and contemptuous attitude, and slowly slid from Du Wenjin's eyebrows, nose lips, collarbone, waist, and legs with undisguised malice, Finally closed on the toes.

"She's stunningly born, and she speaks beautifully and sharply."

The smile on Qian Junhao's face became more and more obvious: "At first, I thought it was just a small advertisement. There was no need to come in person. I only found out after meeting you... Fortunately, I came today."

With his left hand, he picked up the cup that had been set aside before, and flicked his wrist, the slurry in the cup swirled under the blurred light.

Through the grotesque wine, Qian Junhao smiled brightly, but the desire hidden inside was even more glaring——

"Well, I'll give you one last chance."

Qian Junhao lifted the glass in his hand, shook the half glass of wine in it, and smiled ferociously, "Feed me this glass of wine yourself... I will forgive what you just said."

"........."

Du Wenjin's gaze fell on the glass of wine, the corners of his lips gradually flattened, and the emotions between the exquisite facial features faded away, and finally returned to nothing, "What if I don't do this?"

Qian Junhao didn't seem to have thought that Du Wenjin would ask such a question. After a little pause, his eyes became more interested——

"If you don't do this... I guess it will be difficult for you to get out of this box smoothly today."

Hearing this, the young man standing in the center of everyone's line of sight fell silent, and his beautiful and seductive delicate eyebrows seemed to droop slightly. Where everyone could see, the young man's face seemed to be a little pale, and his pale pink lips were also gone. Bloody.

The sharpness that was shown when he spoke before also gradually converged to disappear completely at this moment, like a bluffing young tiger withdrawing its minions in fear, the young man's voice was suppressed little by little with his sight.

"...If I do what you say, will you let me go?"

Qian Junhao took in the changes in Du Wenjin's expression one by one, and after a while, he nodded slightly, "Then I can... let you go temporarily."

"……it is good."

The young man agreed, his voice seemed to be trembling a little, and even the light-white fingertips that slowly stretched out were trembling slightly.

The contrast between before and after made everyone's emotions inexplicable and a little sluggish.

——I’m afraid it’s not a neuropathy, is it?

Just as they were thinking this way, the beautiful young man with a soft voice took the glass of wine from Qian Junhao's hand.

In the next second, on the perfectly curved fair face, pale pink lips suddenly curled up.

The fingertips that seemed to be transparent against the glass wall stopped lightly in the air, and the wrist turned——

"Crash" sounded.

Accompanied by the exclamation of the girl beside him, the wine with ice cubes poured over Qian Junhao's head and face.

Qian Junhao was stunned for a moment, his eyes sharpened, and he came back to his senses in the next second, looking at Du Wenjin with complicated eyes and interest.

... Originally, he didn't think that Du Wenjin would give in.

No matter how you pretend to be a weak cub...it's still a tiger that can tear people apart.

When everyone was stunned to a state of almost petrification, Du Wenjin raised her chin with a smile and raised her eyelids. A pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to hide a fascinating world of brilliance——

"Let me feed you myself?——Are you fucking out of your mind and mistaken dad?"

After pouring the wine, Du Wenjin lowered his eyes, looked at the glass in his hand with a half-smile, compared it in the air, and then threw it aside without interest.

With a "click", the glass shattered to the ground.

A few people stared blankly at the ground, and on the crystal clear fragments, it seemed that each piece reflected the young man's unrestrained smile.

"If you really have a son like you, it would be too detrimental - so I'm sorry, Mr. Qian, I don't want to be such a cheap father."

The words gradually came to an end, and the playful smile on Du Wenjin's face gradually sank, and finally turned into a completely cold gaze——

"Touch me a second time, and I'll let the next cup break on your head... Try it if you don't believe me."

After finishing speaking, Du Wenjin turned around and walked towards the door. The man named Xiao Li was still standing in front of the door in a daze.

Seeing Du Wenjin approaching with a cold gaze, Xiao Li instinctively wanted to avoid it, but before he could react, Du Wenjin had already walked in front of him.

Several sets of capture moves were neat and neat, and when everyone came back to their senses, the man standing at the door who was originally half a head taller than Du Wenjin had already been pinned to the ground by Du Wenjin, howling.

The bent left leg was tight and beautifully lined. Du Wenjin pushed his left knee forward, causing the man on the ground to twist his arm and howl in pain.

"I really hate that kind person like you who wants to be a vicious dog instead of doing it..."

Du Wenjin pursed her lips and smiled coldly, "Especially the vicious dog blocking the way."

As soon as the words fell, Du Wenjin lowered his hands to the man's shoulders, made two clicks, and dislocated his arms amidst the man's wailing.

Immediately afterwards, Du Wenjin slashed the man's neck with a knife in one hand, and the man who had been wailing for a few seconds suddenly stopped, his neck tilted and he passed out.

After finishing all the actions, Du Wenjin stood up, looked back at the crowd with a cold smile, raised her legs and stepped over the fainting man on the ground, and was about to open the door and go out.

After experiencing the ups and downs in the middle of the night, the people sitting in the back didn't know what kind of expression they could make with their stiff faces. At this time, Du Wenjin swept them around and didn't respond.

Only Qian Junhao on the main seat suddenly laughed out loud, and clapped his hands while laughing.

"If I were you - I would never take the initiative to walk out of this door right now."

"..."

Amid Qian Junhao's rising laughter behind him, Du Wenjin's complexion changed rarely.

——If that Qian Junhao was jumping or hysterical with anger at this moment, he wouldn't feel any psychological burden, but the man behind him was just scolded by himself as a son and poured ice wine... and still laughed so happily .

"...Fuck."

Du Wenjin cursed in a low voice.

...and recruited a pervert again.

Without looking back, he opened the door directly, raised his foot and was about to go out.

It's just that before this first step has been taken, the body is one step ahead of the brain, and the door is closed by himself with a snap.

And even though there was already a door blocking the front, Du Wenjin seemed to still have the appearance of the few knives with a cold light that he saw just now flashing in front of his eyes.

Without much hesitation, Du Wenjin locked the door with his hands down.

Then he turned back with an ugly expression on his face.

... No matter how confident he was, he didn't think he could fight a bunch of big men with knives.

What's more, he firmly believes that those people will not abide by the rules of the rivers and lakes of one-on-one non-interference.

At this time, in the middle of the sofa in the room, the man sitting there had wet hair, and there were even ice cubes on his shoulders that were about to melt.

His eyes were half-closed with a smile, and his eyes were extremely dangerous.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind.

Du Wenjin frowned.

... As expected, I shouldn't have received any notices, what a bad luck.

"I just said that."

Seeing Du Wenjin retreating to the box in such a "knowledge of current affairs", Qian Junhao laughed in a good mood, "If I were you, I would definitely not leave this room—after all, those people outside the door are all rough, and no one Like me, you will be sympathetic and sympathetic."

"..."

After hearing Qian Junhao's last words, Du Wenjin's expression sank again, her eyes were so dark that it seemed as if she could wring out ink.

"I think it's because the drink just now didn't have enough stamina?"

Qian Junhao saw that Du Wenjin was annoyed by his words, he smiled and withdrew his hand from the girl beside him, he stood up straight away, and was about to walk in front of Du Wenjin, bypassing the glass table in front of him.

"Mr. Qian..."

Someone nearby hurriedly stopped her, and at the same time gave Du Wenjin a somewhat apprehensive look.

——After all, the lesson from the past is so half-dead on the ground at the door at this time, they really don't think that anyone in this box can take care of this beautiful and wanton young man.

Qian Junhao waved his hand.

"It's okay." He walked towards Du Wenjin with a smile, "The door of this box is not strong. If something happens to me, Wenjin won't be able to get out."

"..."

Knowing that these words were meant for herself, Du Wenjin looked over with cold eyes, and glanced at a few bottles on the wine table not far from her along the way.

... If it was in the past, he probably couldn't help but picked up the wine bottle and smashed the bottom of the bottle, and walked out against the man's main artery.

But if he does this now, the matter will inevitably become a big mess. Once his grandfather hears the news...

The relationship between the two of them had finally eased up after many years, and it was estimated that they would have to return to freezing point again.

Thinking of this, Du Wenjin let out a sigh of relief, and looked up coldly at Qian Junhao approaching.

Qian Junhao looked at him without retreating, with a greedy smile on his wet hair.

As for Du Wenjin's obvious low pressure, Qian Junhao seemed to have found nothing, walked up to Du Wenjin, and then stopped.

"Has anyone ever told you—" Qian Junhao leaned over and said with a smile, "You look very attractive."

"..."

Du Wenjin looked at him coldly, without any verbal or demeanor response.

... He doesn't know whether to hook people or not, but he has more experience in dealing with this type of pervert than anyone else.

The more withdrawn or aggressive, the more interest will be aroused...

Sure enough, only the word abnormal can represent it.

It's just that Qian Junhao seemed to have seen through Du Wenjin's psychological reaction, and he smiled brighter——

"It's useless, you've made me very interested. It's not just about a glass of wine—no matter who protects you, no matter what gives you such confidence... I will definitely get you."

This sentence also completely aroused the anger in Du Wenjin's heart that he tried his best to suppress. His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and just about to explode, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Du Wenjin paused.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Remarks just changed a few days ago——

"Square Vinegar" calls.

Du Wenjin sighed.

Then he picked up the phone.

...Anyway, today's affairs can't be good, so get out of here as soon as possible.

Du Wenjin didn't notice the slight flicker in the eyes of Qian Junhao, who also saw the call from his mobile phone.

Picking up the phone as if no one else was there, Du Wenjin walked aside.

"……Hey?"

"I'm at the 'Sacrament'."

On the phone, the familiar voice was low, and seemed to be a little muffled before being irritable——

"Which room are you in?"

"...Are you torturing my driver again?" Du Wenjin frowned, thinking about the room number she had reported to the waiter before she came.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Du Wenjin added, "...it's a bit tricky, let those who follow you come in together."

"..."

The breathing of the man on the other side of the phone suddenly sank, and when he spoke a few seconds later, with a stern breath that seemed to be able to pass through electromagnetic signals, "Wait for me for 2 minutes."

"Ah."

Du Wenjin hung up the phone.

Qian Junhao's eyes followed at this moment, and the greedy emotion before was gone, but this time there seemed to be something terrible hidden in those eyes.

"...Your man is here?"

Du Wenjin: "..."

Although it should be considered fact, this statement almost made the string in his head almost snap again.

Du Wenjin didn't answer the other party's question, turned away, leaned against the wall and waited expressionlessly for the person's arrival.

After about a minute, there was a commotion outside the door.

Then the door was knocked.

Du Wenjin took the initiative to walk over, unscrewed the lock she had locked before, and opened the door.

Two groups of people confronted each other outside the door, and Fang Zhihuai stood in front of the door.

After seeing Du Wenjin who opened the door, Fang Zhihuai first looked him up and down with his eyes.

Even though Du Wenjin was sure that Du Wenjin was fine, Fang Zhihuai still asked, "Are you all right?"

Du Wenjin shook his head.

Fang Zhihuai's high hanging heart fell back to reality.

In front of so many people, Fang Zhihuai barely resisted the urge to hug the person in front of him and kiss him, Fang Zhihuai raised his eyes again, and the depths of his eyes seemed to be burning with black fireworks.

"--Who?"

The man's voice was terribly low, with a majestic pressure that was about to rain. Wherever his eyes passed, everyone in the room avoided him unnaturally.

Only one not only didn't avoid it, but also stared unkindly back.

Fang Zhihuai's eyes fixed on Qian Junhao's face.

After a pause of two seconds, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice seemed to be covered with icicles——

"...Qian Junhao?"

"........."

Qian Junhao's expression was somewhat gloomy at this time.

He never thought that standing behind this beautiful young man would be that Fang Zhihuai from Huanye Group.

He had heard about this person's ruthless means and thoughts for a long time... It was definitely not a wise move to confront such a person.

But if you let him just let go...

Qian Junhao glanced at Du Wenjin complicatedly and greedily.

... He was really not reconciled.

Qian Junhao's glance completely angered Fang Zhihuai.

Before everyone even had time to react, they saw a snow-like blade coming from the sky, and finally with a clang, it wedged straight into the floor beside Qian Junhao's feet.

The blade trembled twice, and finally fell down with a click.

And the shocking crack on the floor was only a few centimeters away from Qian Junhao's toes.

It was only at this time that the big man who was standing by the door and Fang Zhihuai snatched the knife suddenly realized that he was sweating like rain for a while.

Frightened by the knife, Qian Junhao shrank his pupils, and then slowly turned his gaze to Fang Zhihuai's face.

"...Mr. Fang, what does this mean?"

Fang Zhihuai's black pupils were as if frozen, and he looked at Qian Junhao with a cold expression.

"People who have nothing to do with you, you'd better not take a look at them... I'm afraid I can't help but goug them out for you."

"........."

Qian Junhao's eyes also sank.

Seeing that the swords were tense between the two, Du Wenjin glanced at Qian Junhao, then turned to Fang Zhihuai.

"Let's go here."

"..."

Fang Zhihuai turned his face away, the emotion in his black eyes softened at this moment, but he was still a little bit unwilling.

The man leaned over in a low voice, "No one can look at you like that except me."

Du Wenjin looked at him angrily: "...Get lost."

After finishing speaking, Du Wenjin didn't say any more, turned around and walked out the door.

Fang Zhihuai glanced over, and the bodyguards in black suits who followed him all avoided to make room for Du Wenjin.

Watching Du Wenjin go downstairs, Fang Zhihuai also turned around directly.

Before taking the first step, a voice with a cold emotion completely different from the one just whispered behind the man——

"We will settle this account slowly."

…………

On the way back, Du Wenjin and Fang Zhihuai's car was silent.

The two people in the front driver's seat and the passenger's seat did not dare to say a word, and kept silent.

Du Wenjin was exhausted from the night, so she didn't bother to speak up at this time, and Ren Fang Zhihuai sat by herself to ferment the vat of old vinegar.

The fermentation was a little overdone, and the vinegar tank was bubbling with anger.

Fang Zhihuai looked sideways.

"Why did you come to this place tonight?"

Fortunately, Fang Zhihuai knew Du Wenjin's temper very well, even with anger, his tone was calm.

"..."

Du Wenjin lazily propped up his cheekbones and glanced sideways——

"A commercial endorsement, I didn't know in advance that I would come to this place."

Fang Zhihuai frowned: "Selina arranged for you to come?"

Du Wenjin nodded, and then said again: "Selina probably doesn't know what the 'Holy Banquet' is, and it has nothing to do with her."

"It doesn't matter to her, so who does it matter to?!"

In this sentence, Fang Zhihuai still didn't suppress his anger.

He took a deep breath, turned his gaze away from the sudden coldness, and looked at the dark night outside the window. Fang Zhihuai's voice was extremely tense, like a string about to draw a bow——

"Tomorrow—come with me to your company tomorrow."

Du Wenjin frowned: "What are you going to do?"

Fang Zhihuai smashed out two cold words——

"Terminate the contract."