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Deep in the night, in a bar, there was a blues melody. The lights were red and the wine was green and the sound was loud. It sounded like the name of a bar.

"Slick" is very famous in the local area, open in the unremarkable alleyway can also attract business, this luck, the bar owner and black and white are bound to intersect.

Next to the bar, Yan Zirong raised her head to drink the last of the wine in the conical cup. She stretched out her hand and her loose sleeves fell down, revealing her snow-white lotus root arms. She pushed the empty glass toward the bartender, her voice slurred. "Fill it up."

Her delicate face was flushed red and the lines on her face were extremely gentle. Her pitch-black pupils seemed to have turned into black ink, filling them with the stars in the sky. However, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was brooding over something.

On the second floor, in the far booth, two handsome men sat facing each other. One of them looked at her with interest.

"Yo, young master Qiao, I didn't think that we would be away for so long. This time, we actually picked up a big mistake." Shen Qu leaned over and carefully looked at the woman at the bar, then excitedly patted the shoulder of the person beside him, "Did you see that? Her figure and face are even better than those of the other celebrities I've met before."

The man he patted on the shoulder was dressed in a black suit. His face was hidden in the darkness.

Qiao Zi'an held a glass of red wine with his jade-like white fingers. His slender legs crossed as he leisurely sipped the wine. Without raising his eyes, he coldly said, "I'm warning you, don't act recklessly."

"Don't be so depressing." Even though Shen Qu was frustrated, he knew that this young lad was someone who always kept his promises. However, he still couldn't help but incite, "It seems like this man is a lovelorn and an extremely gullible person. Isn't it a pity to just let him off like that? "He's still a chick!"

He could not sit still.

After so many years, it was rare to see something like this. He just didn't want to let it go like that.

"Young? You know about it again? " Qiao Zi'an sneered. Finally, he raised his head and looked at the woman with hazy eyes. Seeing that his childhood friend was about to start a long discussion with him, he turned back and coldly said, "Not interested."

This woman was as beautiful as she was beautiful, but when he looked at her, he had never looked at her in terms of her appearance alone.

"Are you really not interested …" Shen Qu laughed as he spoke, glancing at the bar out of the corner of his eyes.

This... In the blink of an eye, they had suddenly started fighting?

In the empty space next to the bar, bottles were smashed all over the floor. A slim and elegant figure was standing in a circle, confronting the people surrounding her.

The group of men and women looked at her in fear. Not a single one of them dared to step forward.

Yan Zirong was holding a bottle of foreign wine in her hand. She tried her best to stand up straight as she stared at the crowd vigilantly. Even though his mind was still in a daze, his mind was still clear.

This was her first time in a bar. Just now, she had smashed another bottle of wine in front of a man who had come forward to pull at her. No one was injured, but the deterrence level was very high.

She only wanted to get drunk for an entire night so that no one would disturb her, but these people insisted on telling her that keeping the store open until midnight was their usual rule.

Not only that, some waiters even scolded her for being a drunkard and having a bad attitude.

Heh, rules? These rich people just like to make rules.

Thinking about the marriage contract that Liu Yun threw in front of her, the feeling of humiliation surged up once again. Her pair of beautiful eyes stared fixedly at the person in front of her. Her voice was already somewhat hoarse. "Don't come over here. Otherwise, this bottle of wine won't be empty again!"

The moment she said those words, even she was startled.

So she, who was always docile, could also resist? — — So even rabbits could bite people when they were anxious.

"Miss, do you know which year the bottle of wine in your hand was produced?"

The low alcohol was like a clear stream flowing into his mind through his ears. Yan Zirong was a little bit more clear-headed and knew that she had made a mistake, but she was now at the end of her rope and had nowhere to go.

If she apologized, would these people forgive her? Impossible!

No one would save her, not even her husband, Liu Yun. He had no idea which nightclub he was in. It was filled with the fragrance of food.

She didn't look back at the man's face. She sneered and suddenly fished out a satchel from the bar. With a wave of her hand, a rain of bills fell from the sky. No matter what year it is, I can afford it! Isn't it just money? "I'll give you all the evil money!

His other hand gripped the bottleneck tightly as he trembled slightly.

Liu Yun relied on his wealth and power compared to Yan's Family to disregard Yan's Family's reputation, so why would she care about Liu Family and daughter-in-law's reputation? Forget it, forget it. From today onwards, he would be free to go to the police station or get a divorce!

Pink notes fell onto the floor one by one, robbed by the few customers who came to watch the show. The bar staff were well-trained, but they still stood there steadily.

"Interesting." When Qiao Zi'an heard this, he slowly tightened his suit tie and revealed a smile that was not a smile.

He raised his chin, and everyone around him retreated in accordance with his orders.

It was unknown which family's daughter … Originally, she wanted to get Protector to force this woman out, but she actually did something like smashing bottles.

Don't rich people's little princesses only know how to cry? This woman was indeed different from the others.

Her body exuded an aura of vitality, yet it also exuded a kind of decadence and beauty. It was both contradictory and enchanting. Qiao Zi'an went closer to her, and was not afraid of the bottle in her hand. The moment she raised her hand, he immediately pinched her slender white wrist.

"Although there aren't many customers now, you still affect the drinkers, miss."

The teasing and teasing voice finally dissipated into the air. At the same time, with a "Hua la" sound, tens of thousands of tequila fell to the ground and shattered into thousands of pieces.

Yan Zirong's slender wrist was in pain from his pinching. She reflexively reached out her other hand to scratch his face, but she was restrained extremely quickly. Her two hands were clasped together in his big palm.

She sucked in a breath, but she didn't want to cry out in pain. She narrowed her eyes and sized up his clothes, stubbornly not begging, "So what if it's a customer? "How much do you want to pay? Give me a price."

There was even a hint of pride in the tone.

She knew that this man wasn't a person in the pond, but now she had nothing left but this little bit of pride. No matter what, they could not afford to lose it.

"Pay up …" Qiao Zi'an let out a low laugh and found this woman more interesting. He bent down slightly and looked her straight in the eye, enunciating each word one at a time, "This young lady, your loss of money was small, but your loss …" It's my bar. "

His bar?

Yan Zirong's grip softened, but she soon tightened her fist.