Chapter 166

When she opened the door, most of the people in the box had already looked at her one after another, and the laughter and voice just now stopped suddenly.

It seems that she can't feel this kind of embarrassment and embarrassment. Her eyes immediately scan around the box. Her eyes are slightly fixed in a certain place, and she sees Jane, an intern lawyer, being dragged.

Jane's hair is very messy, her body seems to be splashed with something, and there are some wet dirty stains on her clothes. She also looks at Yu, and a glimmer of hope flashed in her panic eyes: "Yan, help me."

Her voice has just dropped.

There were a lot of people in the box laughing, as if they felt funny about her words. A weak woman rushed to save another weak woman?

Yu took a deep breath, went in and closed the box door gently.

The box was lively again.

Yuyu said with a smile, "sorry, everyone. Jane is my sister. She is a little girl and doesn't know much. If anything offends you..."

Before she finished, the man with Jane sneered: "your sister really offended me, so what do you want?"

These people present should be the powerful and powerful group of people in the city. They said and laughed: "I don't know how my sister offended you?"

The man said with a smile, "your sister broke into this box by herself. When she broke into this box, she had to pretend to be pure, and she poured a glass of wine on my face. What do you say to do?"

It's not too big for people around to watch the excitement: "yes, what do you say to do? The woman who dares to face us like this is not born yet. "

The light in Yu Yu's eyes did not move. He suggested, "why don't you pour some wine on my sister?"

That person sneers: "splashed, how enough?"

As he said this, he grabbed a glass of wine from the table and poured it on Jane's head. Jane's eyes closed tightly and the wine slipped down her eyelashes. She choked and screamed.

Her scream only brought the laughter of the rich second generation around her.

The fingernail pinched his palm: "she is still a child." She said, and then walked forward a few steps, "why don't I give you a drink to make amends?"

"Yes." The man saw the figurative face, full of beauty, delicate and charming facial features, and then looked at the figure, enough to make a man ecstatic, he pushed Jane down on the ground, grabbed a glass of wine from the table, and laughed: "how about the beauty drink this cup?"

According to the metaphorical understanding of the dog nature of the rich second generation, there must be a lot of things mixed in that glass of wine.

Some people smile: "lying trough, didn't you just spit in it? Just now, who else put a cigarette butt in it, and you let the beauty drink it? Do you have a conscience? "

That person laughs: "do not drink also OK, come to sit on my thigh." He said, his face suddenly became fierce, "Bang..." He kicked the table. "Otherwise, neither you nor your sister will be allowed to walk out of this box."

The fingernails of words sink deeper and deeper in the palm.

She can only hope that Mike will see her message soon and come up quickly.

Her eyelashes trembled almost invisibly. The laser light continued to shoot in the box, but her pupils suddenly shrunk.

Her thin lower lip seemed to be crushed by her teeth, and the flesh in her palm seemed to have penetrated through her skin.

She looked in one direction, and her heart beat at a disordered rate.

Is it an illusion when the laser light just passed? She saw Lu Yan, his expression is cold, dark eyes is a calm pool, casual and indifferent.

Words force one to calm down.

But it's my ex husband, who has been married in the past. Three years have passed, and their relationship has long ended. Now they are just strangers to each other.

Lu Yan's performance is very similar to the fact that they don't know each other. It's clear that Yu has been forced and ridiculed by those people. Those people think she is just a weak woman, and even someone suddenly starts, grabs Yu and drags her there.

The metaphor shakes away the man and subconsciously raises his hand and slaps the other person.

This slap completely angered the other party: "bitch!"

Fu Zheng was also there. After the charity party, there was a birthday party for his cousin friends. Seeing that Lu Yan was in a bad mood, he dragged Lu Yan to play, but he didn't expect that these children were playing in such a mess.

His handsome eyes were a little worried, and there was some deep meaning in his eyes. He whispered to Lu Yan: "ah Yan, really don't help? After all, it's rhetoric. "

He said, turning his face and staring at Lu Yan's face carefully. He refused to let go of every tiny change of emotion on his face. However, Lu Yan seemed to have been indifferent to words for a long time. In addition to indifference, there was only deeper indifference on his face, even with faint malice.

Lu Yan's thin lips moved and lazily added ice to his beer. He seemed to smile: "what's the matter with me?"The crease between Fu Zheng's eyebrows became deeper and deeper. After staring at Lu Yan for a long time, he also laughed: "it's really a heartless prodigal son. But that's good. It shows that you really put it down. As a brother, I'm happy for you. "

The metaphor had been pressed, and the man wanted to force her to drink the drink.

Lu Yan is still unresponsive and indifferent. He even takes out his mobile phone and plays lazily.

Fu Zheng smiles. Maybe a Yan really put it down. However, a Yan can see that words are insulted, but he can't.

Fu Zheng stood up, gently raised his foot, but suddenly kicked the table, violently "Bang..." A sound, scared everyone to see.

Fu Zheng's face was exposed to the light, and his expression was cold: "what the hell are you playing with? So bullying girls! Wang Cheng, let go of that girl. "

The man who caught hold of Yu was Wang Cheng. His voice trembled: "brother fu..." If you play harder, you don't think Fu Zheng will stop you. Does brother Fu know this woman?

Fu Zheng wanted to say something else. Lu Yan stood up beside him. His black eyes were staring at Wang Cheng, holding the hand of the metaphor. He shifted his eyes and looked at the vision of the metaphor. There was no emotion in his eyes, no evasion, and he didn't look for a long time.

It's Lu Yan's heart that is aching like being bitten by an ant.

Fu Zheng thought, ah Yan still couldn't help it. But what he didn't expect was that Lu Yan really didn't care. Lu Yan grabbed his black wool coat from the sofa beside him and said in a cool voice: "you continue to play. I'm leaving."