Jiang Wu's drinking capacity is very poor, and the wine is inexplicably intoxicating. She just drank half a cup of wine, and her cheeks are shining, and her eyes are blurred with water color.
See Zheng Mo's ambiguous smile, like laughing at her mate selection criteria in general.
She held up the cup, intending to have a good theory with him, but she didn't say anything. Her wrist had been gripped by another man, and she couldn't help struggling.
"Well, it hurts!"
The cup smashed on the viewing glass behind her head and broke to the ground with a bang!
She is still holding the foot of the cup, trying to break free.
"Are you crazy? Let go of my hand
"Who are you? Who are you? "
Jin's left face is gloomy and terrifying. His memory is complicated and his headache is splitting. His pain turns into the confinement of his hand and firmly grasps Jiang Wu.
Jiang Fu shakes off his hand and gets rid of his control!
But the broken wall of the cup in his hand is like a sharp blade, which is scratched on Jin Zuo's face!
A long hole seeps with blood. Jiang Wu wakes up in a moment and is stunned on the spot
Jiang querong ran over in a hurry. When she saw the current situation, she couldn't help getting angry. She raised the wine glass on the table, splashed it on Jiang Wu's face and scolded impolitely:
"bitch! Do you know what you're doing? "
Then he raised his hand and slapped Jiang Wu in the face.
Slap in the face stained with wine, this noise is particularly loud, humiliation diffuse pain, Jiang Fu looked up hard at her.
"You don't have to look at me like this. I warn you not to annoy me. You know what will happen to annoy me unless you don't care about anything!"
Jiang querong is superior. She always regards herself as a decent young lady of the Jiang family. She has pity for Jiang Fu and the nanny. She looks down on Jiang Fu, but envies that she is Jiang song's sister. She can get Jin Zuo's special favor, although she doesn't know why.
But who dares to take away the favor she has now, she will work hard.
Jiang Fu's anger burned to her heart, her eyes full of hate, but for her mother to endure again.
Her clothes were soaked in red wine, so she had to escape this "losing battlefield" on the pretext of going to the bathroom.
Obviously, Jiang querong didn't want to let her go. She raised her hand and planned to leave behind another humiliation -
Jin Zuo frowned, stopped her action and said coldly:
"what are you doing? It's my business. Go back. "
Jiang que Rong's eyes were red with anxiety, and stamped her feet: "brother Jin, your face! I'm going to kill this bitch
After that, I'm going to chase you!
Zheng Moyan saw everything in his eyes, and the ruffian smile disappeared. When he stretched out his foot, he tripped Jiang querong to the ground.
The woman screamed and fell to the ground.
The ground is full of wine glass debris, prop up, Jiang sparrow Rong looking at his bloody arm, pale, scared to wail!
"A lot of blood Brother Jin, it's so painful. There's a lot of blood... "
Jin Zuo is in a dilemma. He looks at Jiang Fu's back and looks anxious. He is about to chase after her:
"Zheng Moyan, help me take care of Que Rong."
Finish saying, he no matter how Jiang querong cry, pear flower with rain, head also don't return ground chase after Jiang Fu to walk.
After Jin left, Zheng Moyan stretched out, leisurely holding a toothpick, squatting in front of Jiang querong.
He raised a ruffian smile, but the bottom of his eyes was cold, without the slightest smile:
"how to say, miss, do you want me to call 120 for you?"
Jiang querong sobbed and glared at him. He looked at the direction of Jin left, and his eyes showed resentment.
Zheng Moyan spat out the toothpick in her mouth, just popped it on her face, and said with a smile:
"although I'm used to seeing women like you, you're the first one to be so annoying."
Standing up smartly, Zheng Moyan called the waiter to pay the bill and gave him a tip. He asked him to take Jiang querong back to the hotel by taxi.
On the bill, long feifengwu signed his name. With a long eyebrow, he turned to her and said:
"Oh, by the way, I'm not your brother Jin. I don't have so much old friendship. If you dare to move Jiang Fu again, I'll throw you to the sea to feed the sharks ~"
he ordered the dark seabed behind the glass, raised his lips and made a neck wiping action.
In the blink of an eye, he waved his hands and said with a smile:
"good night ~"
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