Stepping into the nightclub, Pei Yijing's eyebrows were slowly wrinkled by the harsh sound, he was really not used to the deafening noise in such a place.
Avoiding the dancers on the dance floor, he walked towards the second floor, but the moment he stepped on the stairs, he caught sight of that figure from the corner of his eye.
Very familiar, who else is it if it's not Lin Ruolan?
Seeing Lin Ruolan's attire from behind, Pei Yijing frowned.
Short shorts, rabbit ears, smoky makeup on his face, drinking red wine in one gulp,
Is this still the Lin Ruolan in his impression?
Pei Yijing was slightly stunned in place, his warm eyes were a little lost, but after a while he came back to his senses, the light in his eyes was dim.
It is true that they are not from the same world. If there is an age difference between the two, it is destined that the world will not be the same.
What he dislikes the most is this kind of nightlife, especially such a noisy nightlife, but she can blend into it.
Sure enough, he is still a child who has not grown up...
Withholding his faint gaze, Pei Yijing went upstairs, Han Cheng had already been waiting at the door, saw him, and lightly punched him in the chest: "It's really not easy for you to come once!"
"I never liked such occasions, you know."
"Yeah, this time I will treat it as my debt to you. After going abroad, I really don't know when I will meet again."
There were already a lot of people sitting in the private room, some of them knew each other, some didn't. Pei Yijing sat near the window. The private room was transparent and he could see the hall.
There were quite a few women in the private room. When they saw Pei Yijing's appearance, their eyes straightened and they stared straight at him.
"Young Master Han, I didn't expect you to know this kind of person. It's really unexpected!"
"What kind of person?"
"It's this kind of gentle man who doesn't fit in this kind of place at first glance, but why does he look familiar?"
Pei Yijing curled his lips lightly: "It's just a kind face..."
The woman felt that something was wrong and kept staring at him.
Without words, his eyes fell on the window, and he rested his chin with his hands, looking at the hall.
Lin Ruolan was still drinking with her, and with heavy makeup on, she didn't look like she was twenty years old. Suddenly, a drunk guest took her hand.
Surprised, she quickly wanted to move his hand away, but how could a woman's strength be on par with a man's, she couldn't break free at all.
"This hand is really smooth..." The middle-aged man hiccupped and gently stroked Lin Ruolan's hand.
"Little sister, how about spending time with brother tonight?"
Lin Ruolan had encountered this kind of thing before, she looked a little surprised, and shook her hands vigorously: "Let go, let go, let me go quickly!"
The middle-aged man was still smiling with a dazed look on his face: "Let go of what to do, the rest can only be done by lying down!"
While speaking, he pulled Lin Ruolan's hand to his nose, smelled the scent, and was fascinated: "It smells so good!"
Unexpectedly, he leaned forward, kissed her hand with his mouth full of alcohol, his face was fascinated: "It smells so sweet..."
But Lin Ruolan felt sick, deeply sick, nausea and the desire to vomit kept rolling in her stomach.
"Hurry up, if you don't let go, I will let you know what regret is!"
"Oh, it's quite hot. Are you threatening me now? In this nightclub, there has never been anyone who dares to threaten me. You are the first one, I like it!" The middle-aged man laughed loudly, He picked up the beer on the table and drank it in one gulp.
The men sitting around laughed loudly, and squinted at Lin Ruolan: "Miss, you should follow President Chen."
"Mr. Chen is a big shot here. As long as you follow him, he is popular and hot, so there is still a need to sing here, don't you think?"
"That's not right! You can have whatever you want, whether it's gold, silver, jewelry, or any other treasure!"
"Mr. Chen loves women to the core. Even if you want the stars in the sky, Mr. Chen can find a way to pick them off for you."
Hearing this, Lin Ruolan sneered angrily: "Okay, then I want the stars in the sky now, you go and pick them off for me?"
The man who said that smiled frivolously, holding the wine: "This lady really has no cells, of course this is only suitable for metaphor."
"Let go! I'll say it again!" Lin Ruolan was furious, and stared fiercely at the man who was still holding her hand.
The middle-aged man didn't say a word, he put her hand directly to his lips, and then kissed her.
Really couldn't take it any longer, Lin Ruolanye was not polite, leaned over, and bit the man's arm fiercely, as if she wanted to bite off a bite of the man's arm before giving up, biting hard .
The middle-aged man suffered a burst of pain, gasped for air, and the smell of alcohol seemed to dissipate because of the pain: "Relax!"
Lin Ruolan seemed not to have heard what he said, but she still bit hard. She bit right on the wrist, and right now she could even smell a faint smell of blood spreading from her nostrils.
Suffering from the pain, President Chen raised his hand, only to hear a "pa—" and there was a red palm print on Lin Ruolan's face, which was unusually obvious.
Everyone was startled and looked at the two of them.
Lin Ruolan's eyes widened, and she didn't hesitate at all. She raised her hand and slapped Mr. Chen even harder on the face: "Who are you hitting?"
The surrounding area became even quieter, so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly, everyone froze in place.
Zhang Lin also froze in place, apparently she didn't expect Lin Ruolan to return, and it was so loud, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, as expected of Lin Ruolan who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.
Mr. Chen didn't even come back to his senses, and froze in place.
"I advise you to let go quickly, or I will make your other arm bleed! You even hit a woman, do you think I won't fight back?"
What Lin Ruolan hates the most is this kind of man, she really wants to meet and beat him once!
Mr. Chen snorted coldly: "Who on earth gave you such courage? Even I dared to do it. Today I will let you taste what is called good fruit!"
Hands raised and hands dropped, several slap marks appeared on Lin Ruolan's face, which was red and slightly swollen.
Painful, a faint smell of blood spread in his mouth, Lin Ruolan spat blood on the ground, touched the wine bottle beside him, and smashed it on Mr. Chen's arm.
The wine bottle fell, and the smell of alcohol came out. Mr. Chen's sleeves were all wet with the wine, and blood flowed out.
Everyone was frightened, looking at the scene in front of them in shock, and knew in their hearts that this bold girl would not have any good results.
Mr. Chen is the behind-the-scenes shareholder of this nightclub. Here he is the sky and the earth. Besides, with his status in City A, he can be regarded as a prominent figure. Who dares to touch him.
Fortunately, this young girl is a blockbuster, and this time it will definitely not have a good result.
Lin Ruolan has a relatively good temper. If others don't touch her, she will be peaceful and quiet. If she is obedient, she is a good baby, but if anyone offends her, she will definitely know how to write the word "regret".
"Damn it, you dare to touch me! Someone! Take her out for me!"
After Mr. Chen's voice fell, a large group of people came over, stood in front of Lin Ruolan, and held her arm directly.
"Break her leg first!" Mr. Chen snorted coldly, and the doctor beside him had already started to give him medicine.
Those people were not polite, they raised the wooden sticks in their hands and hit Lin Ruolan's legs.
There is no need to question the strength of the two men. When the wooden stick hit, Lin Ruolan let out a cry of pain and almost fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Zhang Lin walked over and quickly accompanied her with a smile all over her face: "Mr. Chen, she is not sensible. I apologize to you on her behalf. She just came out of school, please forgive me."
Lin Ruolan still had a stubborn expression on her face: "I didn't—"
Before she finished speaking, Zhang Lin stepped on her foot: "Mr. Chen, give her one chance, just one chance!"
"Give her another chance?" Mr. Chen laughed loudly: "Give her another chance, maybe I will die by her hands!"
"No, no, this time it was just an accident, just an accident, there will never be a next time!" Zhang Lin apologized repeatedly.
Mr. Chen didn't listen at all: "For such a woman, you want me to bypass her again, do you think it's possible? Her end today is a broken leg!"
Zhang Lin's face was pale, she was a little panicked, she turned around, and she hurried to find the manager.
The manager shook his head: "Zhang Lin, he is the boss here, I'm just the manager, how can I persuade him!"
"Then do you think his words about breaking Xiaolan's legs are true or false?" Zhang Lin really didn't know Mr. Chen.
"He has never spoken falsely. Two of the girls who sang in the past did not follow him. They just resisted. The end result was that the family was ruined. Nothing good happened. This time, Xiaolin used violence in front of everyone. , you still don't know what a face-saving person like him will do!"
A person like that is the one who has the best face, and if he loses face in front of everyone, how can the result be good?
"Then what should we do now? Can we call the police?" Zhang Lin's face turned pale again.
"I'm afraid I didn't call the police. He has a lot of contacts here. The police are all on his side. I guess there is really nothing to do unless there is someone with a stronger background than him. Hey! Why is Xiao Lin so violent! "
"Let's just say, Xiao Lin's temper is really irritable, what should I do now!" Zhang Lin was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around.
"You should hurry down and watch." The manager also looked helpless.
private room.
Pei Yijing pushed the wine away and just drank boiled water with an indifferent face.
Han Cheng looked at him helplessly: "You know that the place here is not as good as your home, so you don't even drink?"
"No, I prefer to drink boiled water now..." Pei Yijing smiled lightly.
"Han Cheng, your friend has a really special temper. He doesn't like to drink, he only likes to drink boiled water, and he doesn't smoke. What a strange person!"
Han Cheng said, "Have fun."
(end of this chapter)