Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Wen Wanrou said puzzledly, "Didn't she still want to elope and go abroad, why didn't she call me to contact me?"

"Miss, I don't know what she thinks."

"You bunch of idiots, you don't know this, and you don't know that." Wen Wanrou said with a disappointed face, "Why did you bring you guys out for the festival?"

Bodyguards: "..."

Wen Wanrou thought angrily, on such a festival, she should have a romantic date.

In my mind and heart, the first thing that comes to mind is Su Shijie's handsome appearance.

Such a mature and interesting man, even if it is dangerous, is like an addictive poppy, which makes people unforgettable.

Damn it, since she got in touch with Su Shijie, other men are no longer in her eyes

……

Chanel bit her lip, and probably heard Wen Wanrou's conversation in the crowd.

Damn Wen Wanrou actually dared to frame her, investigate her, collect evidence...

It turned out that Wen Wanrou had never let go of her revenge on her.

If it wasn't for meeting Mu Xicheng that day, I can't imagine what kind of situation she would be set up by Wen Wanrou.

Chanel secretly laughed at her own innocence, actually handed over the future to a femme fatale woman, and almost fell into a trap.

Mu Xicheng stretched out his hand to push aside the flow of people around her, and stayed by her side tenderly.

"Xanai, Zhuzi."

The gentle voice reminded Chanel that she was about to hit the electric pole in front of her when she came back from her thoughts.

Mu Xicheng stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, and pulled her into his arms.

"Xia Nai, anyone who bullies you... is bullying me."

His extremely gentle voice rang above her head.

"Do you want to help you and bully you back? Huh?"

Chanel pursed her lips, a warm current swept across her heart.

It's always been like this, Mu Xicheng doesn't want anyone to bully her...

"No need, now, I can fight back myself." She should have grown up and can't still live under the protection of his wings.

Wen Wanrou is so hateful, she really wants to teach her some lessons.

However, Chanel didn't want to make things big...

Just then, a man dressed as a clown came up and asked them if they wanted to play "shoot the balloons."

This game is very common, that is, there are countless inflated balloons tied on a wooden board, and the owner of the street vendor gives you a toy gun, and you can shoot it from a distance.

Usually, this kind of entertainment is mostly loved by children, and Chanel is not very interested.

But today, after thinking about it, she agreed and paid the money to the vendor.

Seeing that she was determined to take revenge, Mu Xicheng smiled faintly, leaning against the nearby electric pole and watching from a distance.

Under the introduction of the trafficker, Chanel learned how to aim and shoot.

Chanel tried a few times at the balloon first, because her eyesight was very good and her concentration was not bad, so she hit one and hit one.

Smiling inwardly, Chanel moved the gun into the crowd while the trafficker was not paying attention, aiming at Wen Wanrou——

"Snapped".

A shot was fired, Wen Wanrou covered her buttocks, and immediately let out a muffled cry.

This kind of toy bullet is small, and it bounces off immediately when hit, so it is difficult to find.

And it's very painful to hit someone, at least bruised.

Wen Wanrou didn't know what was attacking her, but felt a sudden needle-like pain in her buttocks!

She thought it was her own illusion?In the next second, she felt another pain in her cheek, and subconsciously touched it with her hand, but she couldn't find the hidden weapon that attacked her.