famous wedding

Chapter 282 Why Are You So Good To Me (17)

Why is the figure lying on the bar over there so familiar?It looks like... Ye Mianmian?

Just how is it possible?Now she should be having dinner with Han Zhiyuan to celebrate, why would she be drinking in a bar?Was he so angry that he was hallucinating?
Qin Zhen curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and was about to lift his feet and continue walking outside, but there was some movement from over there.
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Ye Mianmian's capacity for alcohol was light. After only drinking a glass of wine, her head became a little dizzy. She unconsciously lay down on the bar in front of her, clutching the glass, wanting to continue drinking.

Only when she was drunk, she could forget everything, and she would not feel the fatal pain in her heart.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by a force, and she raised her head subconsciously, only to see a burly man approaching at some point in front of her, reeking of alcohol all over her body, with blurred and cloudy eyes, staring straight at him. Staring at Ye Mianmian, she smiled obscenely.

"Little girl, it's so boring to drink alone, brother should drink with you."

Ye Mianmian's beautiful eyebrows frowned suddenly, she was already in a low mood today, how could she be in the mood to deal with such a stinky man, she unceremoniously shook off the big man's hand, and said disgustedly: "Go away, go back by yourself Find your own mother to drink at home!"

The big man didn't expect her to be so fierce. One of them lost his footing and staggered. After reacting, he immediately showed a fierce look.

"Stinky bitch, I want to drink with you to save face, how dare you push me? I think you are looking for death!" The big man cursed and slapped Ye Mianmian on the head with his big hand.

Ye Mianmian reflexively wanted to hide, but her head was dizzy and her movements were a little slow. Seeing that his big palm was about to come down, she involuntarily closed her eyes, almost feeling the wind of the man's palm.

At the very moment, the big man's hand was caught by another force, and the next second, his arm was twisted directly behind him, and he wailed in pain.

Ye Mianmian paused for two seconds, her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

The revolving light above the head was projected, and the man's face melted into the light, blurred and hazy, tall and straight, with outstanding temperament, like a god descended from the sky.

Ye Mianmian unconsciously rubbed her eyes, held her breath, and just looked at the man steadfastly.

"Which brat dares to beat me? Do you know who I am?" The big man yelled and kept struggling, but the more he struggled, the more painful his hands were twisted, and his wretched face was twisted and hideous.

"Yes, let go if you have the ability... Let go of me, one-on-one, one-on-one!"

"Ah."

The man seemed to have heard something funny, he pushed the big Han King, loosened his confinement, then casually rolled up his cuffs, loosened his hands, and said, "Come on."

As soon as the big man stood firm, he raised his fist and was about to rush over, but when he saw the man's face, his knees suddenly softened, and he knelt down on the ground, his eyes widened, full of panic, "Qin... Second Young Master Qin ?”

The person who stopped him just now was Qin Ershao?
The arrogance disappeared immediately, and he almost collapsed on the ground, begging for mercy nervously, "Yes, I'm sorry Er Shao, I was blind and didn't see it was you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me this time Bar."

Qin Yu twitched the corners of his lips, and said in a lazy voice, "Don't you want to fight one-on-one? Get up."

(End of this chapter)