Chapter 470 In Trouble (3)

His voice was pure and clean, with a peculiar scent of a young man.

Angie looked from this man's face to the glass of wine in his hand, and then said with a strange expression, "It's not appropriate for a juveniles to go to such a place, right?"

He even treated her to drink just like what he learned from TV series. How could the juveniles be so rebellious now?

Besides, she didn't dare to drink wine from an unknown person in such a place like a bar. And the one who wanted to invite her to have a drink was a teenager whom she didn't know.

The boy with narrowed eyes took back the wine with embarrassment for a while, and then said with some anger, "We are playing the truth or dare game. Can't you cooperate with me?"

"…"

The boy looked up at the calm woman and asked curiously, "Is there anything you want to say?"

Angie's mouth twitched. It seemed that this young man did not like to be ignored.

"Okay."

She was about to leave when the young man with narrowed eyes quickly grasped her hem.

Angie took a deep breath and said, "Let go of me!"

Whose child was this!

What kind of truth or dare game he played? It was none of her business at all. Whether she was qualified or not, it all depended on her own mood.

She could not stand it.

The young man with narrowed eyes said pitifully, "Miss, can you listen to me first and then consider whether you will help me?"

If it was someone who didn't know him, she would have been cheated by his innocent appearance. And Angie didn't know his bad nature, she felt that this young man was not suitable to flirt with.

Angie looked down at his hands and kept silent for a while. Then she raised her head and smiled, "Sorry, I'm too busy. I don't have time to deal with these little boys' boring games."

She gave a light and cold smile, which made the young man scared. He couldn't help but put down his hand and said with an embarrassing smile, "The game is just to have a drink..."

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

t each other with things in their hands. There were two men sitting in the middle. Both of them looked calm.

Both of them seemed to have intruded into a state of nothingness, and the peace was somewhat eerie.

Especially in such an inexplicable place.

Angie hid the surprise in her eyes and walked to the other end of the corridor. The high-heeled shoes on her feet collided with the clean floor and a crisp sound could be heard.

Her voice was not loud, which could have been hidden by the crowd. However, the man sitting in the middle suddenly said, "stop!"

His magnetic and clean voice sounded to be young, but successfully stopped the fighting. When Angie did not react, someone had blocked in front of her.

That man was wearing a decent suit and wore a pair of gold framed glasses. He managed a weak smile and asked, "Miss, do you have an invitation?"

This floor was booked by someone. Most people who could come here had to have the invitation that they made, or someone with the invitation.

And Angie, though perceiving that she didn't care about the invitation at all, was a person who wanted to escape while the situation was in chaos. She seemed to have no invitation.

Angie stepped back and looked vigilant, "What invitation?"

She didn't hear any invitation when she came here.