C2 Money debt and meat repayment

"You said I was dry?" An Yimo was startled, and became a little angry at this man's mismatched reply.

When she was in university, she could be considered a faculty beauty!

"Yes." His voice was cold and certain.

"Are you going to lend me money?" An Yimo restrained herself and decided to change the topic. "My family is very poor, I don't know when I will be able to pay back the five hundred thousand you have left, or maybe I won't be able to."

The man suddenly took a step forward, scaring her into retreating backwards. Behind him was an ice-cold chair, and she foolishly touched the back of his head. The man bent down and inched closer to her ear with a devilish smile.

"I can't pay it back!" An Yimo nodded with certainty. Her long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow under her eyelids: "At least, I won't be able to do it in the short term."

"Money and debt can be repaid by flesh. Marrying me is enough!" Her black eyes flashed like stars, with a depth that An Yimo could not understand, An Yimo suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Marry you? "Why should I marry you?" She had only been lovelorn for three minutes and yet someone had proposed to her. She doubted her own ears.

"You don't need to know the reason. You only need to know, if you marry me, your father will be able to live. If you reject me, your father will die! " Her voice was cold and heartless, but she was right when she said that.

After Yao Zixiao broke up with her, she had no way of knowing. Now that someone was willing to help her, what qualifications did she have to refuse?

She was penniless. A boyfriend that had been in love for three years still wouldn't marry her, and this man was willing to marry her. No matter what others wanted her to do, she wouldn't lose out, right?

"Alright, I'll take it."

No matter what, he had to pay the service fee to his father first. Father's life is the most important thing!

An Yimo did not think anymore. Holding the cheque, she looked at the man in front of him and asked worriedly: "Then ? When do we get married? That... Did you know I was there through the nurses at the hospital? Will your parents agree to our marriage? "

"Don't worry about it. Wait for me three days later with the account number downstairs." He was cold and indifferent, talking about registering for marriage, but it was as if he was talking about the weather.

The bizarre matter caused An Yimo's heart to feel extremely uneasy.

But, the cheque was real, she didn't have a choice!

"Alright, I ?"

As soon as she agreed, the stranger turned and walked away, as if he had no interest in what she was going to say next.

"Wait, what's your name?" she shouted, and he was gone.

"How strange ?"

After looking at the cheque in her hand, An Yimo took a deep breath, turned, and went to the front desk to pay her bill. No matter what, her father's life was more important than anything. No matter how strange the matter was, as long as she had money, she would work hard to overcome it!

The unfamiliar man walked down the stairs. The icy smile on his lips slowly disappeared and was replaced with a charming smile. Then, he slowly took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Brother, three days from now, there will be a big surprise waiting for you."

Nightfall Bar.

This was the best and most expensive bar in the capital, and it would cost over a thousand yuan to drink a single cup of wine.

In the corner, a frail and weak figure was tidying up the empty cup and ashes on the table. He was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and it was An Yimo.

"When did Nightfall hire such a pure looking waiter?"

The butt, which had been bent over, was slapped hard by a big palm.

Ah!

An Yimo was so shocked that she jumped up, she turned around in a panic, and the wine cup that she just kept all smashed onto the ground, the remaining wine all spilled onto her butt.

"Little girl, do you know how much my shoes cost?" The man who patted his butt cried out. Under the flickering light, his face was covered in oil, his head was fat and his ears were ringing. As he spoke, the stench of alcohol in his mouth made him feel nauseous.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

An Yimo took a few steps back and apologized profusely. The guests here were not people she could afford to offend.

"So what if I'm sorry? "You have to accompany me!" The man clapping his buttocks glared viciously with a pair of narrowed eyes.

"Sir, I'm sorry. It was my fault. However ? If it wasn't for you, because you patted me, my ass, my ass... "Tsk, I won't shatter my wine cup from fright ?"

"What is it? Are you blaming me? " The man who patted her buttocks suddenly pulled on An Yimo's hand. Her hands made his heart itch because of the tender skin on the back of her hand, and an evil light flashed across his narrowed eyes: "But ? If you're willing to accompany me, drink a few drinks with me, then go play in my car... Then forget it, otherwise ? I told your manager to fire you. "

"Teacher, you were the one who started it." An Yimo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Everyone surrounded her like they were watching a good show.

Not far away, a group of young men and women were drinking wine with their fists in the air. On their tables were eighty-two years of wine, thirty years of Maotai, and top grade whiskey. This red, white, and yellow wine was the most intoxicating of them all, but this group of young men and women treated these expensive and intoxicating drinks like juice drinks.

"Eh, there's a waiter over there who seems to have offended the customer!"

"Ignore the others and continue drinking. Today, Young Master Ye is treating us to a meal, we won't leave unless we're drunk! " One of the men smiled and raised a bottle of Maotai to refill the glass of the man sitting in the middle.

"Pah!"

The man called Young Master Ye slammed his wine cup on the table, causing it to shatter into several pieces.

The Young Master Ye was inexplicably angry, and everyone quieted down.

Young Master Ye suddenly stood up from the sofa and walked towards An Yimo.

"Young Master Ye, what are you doing? Do you want to fight against the injustice over there? " A woman stood up and spoke out as she blocked the Young Master Ye's path.

"Scram."

Young Master Ye reached out his hand and pushed away the beauty that was blocking his way.

"Young Master Ye, don't be like this, why should we continue drinking, why should we care about unrelated people?" The lady was unwilling, she bit her lips, then pulled Young Master Ye's hand.

"Could it be that the Young Master Ye has set his eyes on the waitress?" the man who had spoken earlier asked again.

"Such a dry woman, can she catch my eye?" The Young Master Ye said coldly.

Everyone looked curiously at An Yimo who was being bullied. Although he was thin and dressed like a dirt man, he was still very beautiful, and there should be some curves in it. Why did Young Master Ye look so disgusted?

"Since I don't think much of it ?" Could it be that Young Master Ye knows him? " Someone mocked.

The Young Master Ye's face was gloomy, he did not say a word, and admitted it.

Everyone looked at each other curiously.

The Young Master Ye was the famous Diamond King, Ol 'Five. With his identity, how did he know a waitress?