girl from song dynasty

Chapter 71

When Young Master Zhong heard that name, he jumped off the bed, not caring about the pain of his injured leg: "Die'er, come in!"

Die'er looked at Zhong Dingkun, bowed politely, and walked in sideways: "I left my phone here."

"Die'er, what did you hear?" Young Master Zhong looked at her pale face, his heart was beating fast, his mind was in a mess, what did he say just now?
Die'er looked at her and picked up the phone: "I heard everything that should be heard. Young Master Zhong, please hire a nurse. You shouldn't care about the little money."

"I won't hire a nurse, listen to me..." Mr. Zhong held her hand tightly, fearing that if he let go, she would run away.

"Young master Zhong, please let go, it's not good to be so entangled." Dier looked at the hand on her wrist, her voice was as flat as a pool of stagnant water.

"What's wrong, I like you, I'm not afraid of people watching!" Zhong Shao called, the veins on his forehead popped out.

"Unfortunately, I don't like you. Take your hand away. I don't want to hurt your hand."

Die'er was still looking at that hand, as if it was the one listening to her.

Zhong Yunxi looked at her, and loosened his hand little by little: "Die'er, don't you believe that I like you?"

"Believe it, why don't you believe it? But, I don't care about it." She helped him, took his hand off her wrist completely, and strode out.

"Die'er, come back and listen to my explanation!" Young Master Zhong chased too fast and fell to the ground, hurting his leg painfully. He thumped the ground hard and shouted, "Damn it!"

Zhong Dingkun turned around and walked in, reached out to help him, and he waved away: "Don't worry about it! Are you satisfied now?"

Zhong Dingkun nodded: "This girl has a bit of backbone, you heard me, she doesn't care about you."

"Go, go!" Young Master Zhong's eyes were bloodshot, like a trapped animal.

Zhong Dingkun stood up: "I'll call the doctor."

When the doctor came, he frowned with a headache when he saw the situation in the room. When he was treating the wound, the cold air on Young Master Zhong's body made him sweat even more.Finally the torment was over, he went out, heaving a sigh of relief: This patient is really troublesome, when Dean Zhong wanted to transfer him to another hospital, he refused to do so.It's all right now, and I won't be able to leave the hospital for another ten or eight days.

Life is back to normal, the difference is that Die Er will go on stage to sing two songs every night, a guest likes her very much, asks her to sing by name, and even gives a tip.Of course, most of the guests here are male, and sometimes, when encountering faces that she doesn't like, she really doesn't sing for them.So, Die Er came to a conclusion: men are cheap, especially those rich sons, who are used to being pestered and bullied, and occasionally someone doesn't want to see him, but he is quite fresh and happy.

But there are exceptions. On this day, Die Er sang two songs as usual, and stepped off the stage amidst applause, but was stopped by a man with a crew cut: "Miss, our boss invites you to have a glass of wine."

Die'er followed his gaze and saw a middle-aged man who had vented prematurely, his eyes narrowed, and he raised his glass to her.

"Please tell your boss that I don't want to drink his wine." Die Er said to the man in front of her with her gaze back.

She stepped forward, but was stopped again: "Miss, please don't make things difficult for us."

"Who made it difficult for whom? Why should I have to drink when he invites me to drink? Please get out of the way!" Diehe got a little angry, but his voice was calm.

The man didn't expect a little girl to speak so aggressively. He glanced over there, the bald man waved his hand, and another person came over, and a wad of money in his hand was patted in front of Die'er's eyes: "Miss, it's just a glass of wine, our boss." Sincerely."

Die'er squinted at the wad of money, and really wanted to pick them up and slap them hard on the man's shiny forehead, but she held back, Sister Fang was away, and she didn't want to cause trouble for her.

Taking a deep breath, a smile appeared on her lips: "Your boss probably made a mistake, spending money to buy women should not be here."

After finishing speaking, she turned sideways and walked between the two of them. The two of them were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect the little girl to pass easily between the two of them. Die'er's shoulder, Die'er dodged easily, sneered: "Sir, do you want to do something? There are so many people here, isn't it too good?"

"Ahu, don't be rude!"

With a sound of reprimand, with a bit of majesty, the bald man got up and walked over, slapped Ahu on the face: "How did you do it? How can you be so carefree about Miss Die'er?"

That Ah Hu's head was tilted from the beating, he immediately lowered his head and took a step back.

"Well-trained! You are more obedient than a dog." Die'er thought to herself, her face remained calm, waiting for Baldhead's next words.

"Miss, Ah Hu is not sensible, I apologize to you on his behalf." The bald man smiled warmly, but it reminded Die Er of the weasel who came to the chicken coop.

"No need." Die'er threw out two words, and then changed the subject, "They just listened to the master too much."

The bald man laughed loudly: "I think Miss Die'er has misunderstood. It's just a glass of wine. Tian has no other intentions. Could you give me some noodles?"

"No." Die'er turned back forcefully, "Die'er can't afford Mr.'s wine."

"Oh? You don't want to lose face, Miss has such a personality!"

"I'm used to this. It's not aimed at Mr. Mr. Drink slowly, and Die Er will take a step first."

Feeling more and more eyes looking over her, Die Er didn't want to bother her, so she turned around and walked back.

"Wait!" Baldhead's voice rose sharply, "Miss is like this, then don't blame Tian for not being sympathetic."

Die Wo stood still and turned around slowly: "With Boss Tian, ​​do we have a relationship to talk about?"

"Okay, okay!" The bald man sneered a few times, "Ah Hu, hit me!"

As soon as the words were finished, seven or eight people in the bar jumped out and slammed into each other.Die'er didn't expect that there were so many of them, so she took a deep breath and raised her hand to attack the bald head opposite.

Unexpectedly, this guy has some kung fu. Although Die'er had the upper hand, he still failed to attack his vital points.The bald head was also quite surprised, he didn't expect that a little girl who looked pure and weak could be so good at hitting, he said as he shot, "Good skill, I like it!"

Die'er didn't talk to him either. Seeing that several security guards in the bar were knocked down, she was so anxious that she wanted to get rid of him with one move.Suddenly a figure flashed in front of her eyes, someone shot at the bald head, her heart skipped a beat: "Zhan Hui, get out of the way, don't hurt you."

"I'm not that useless!" Zhan Hui said coldly, and kicked again.

"Ha, here's a helper. Is it because of this kid that you don't want to drink with me?" The bald head looked sinister, and he slammed Zhan Hui hard. Soon, Zhan Hui was hit on the shoulder, and he fell back several times step.

Die'er supported Zhan Hui, and seeing him sweating in pain, she was angry and anxious: "Mr. is too aggressive, no wonder I!" She flew up into the air, clamping the bald man with her legs. There was a force on the neck and feet, and with a "snap", the bald head fell to the ground, and the neck was almost pinched off.

The bald head was thrown with stares in his eyes, and his heart was even more furious, and he gave another order: "Copy the guy for me! Don't be afraid of making a big fuss today!"

(End of this chapter)