C3 He Doesn't Remember Her

Drunk, Jiang Yuan was more likely to break down, successfully angered by a terrifying dog to the point of crying.

Jiang Yuan didn't dare to move a step without her dress on. She was waiting for Xia Qian to come rescue her, but after waiting for a few minutes, she still couldn't see anyone, so she could only hide in the innermost part of the bathroom.

This kind of place, this kind of appearance, if someone saw it, they would definitely think it was wrong.

While she was waiting for Xia Qian, no one else had entered the washroom. Perhaps they had heard from the few women who ran out that there were Tibetan Mastiff here, so they were all afraid.

Her head began to ache, and so did her eyes.

"..."

The Tibetan Mastiff stood still and brought its master to the place where the incident occurred.

The man looked up and saw the "ladies' room" sign. His angular features were even more serious.

After receiving his gaze, Fifteen went in to look for someone with a dress in his mouth.

When the Tibetan Mastiff appeared again and kindly let go of her skirt, Jiang Yuan was stupefied.

She put it down and dared not reach for it.

Jiang Yuan made eye contact with it in a sorry state. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her eyelashes. Her lips moved. She wanted to scold it, but the consequences of scolding it might be worse than scolding others.

"Are you sure you've had enough of this dress?" she finally asked softly.

The Tibetan Mastiff stood there obediently as it wagged its beautiful and fluffy tail.

Jiang Yuan carefully pulled back her white dress. Although it was dirty, it still covered her body.

She picked it up and asked, "If you've had enough, I'll wear it. Don't drag it any more."

The Tibetan Mastiff blinked its eyes and wagged its tail.

Jiang Yuan found it laughable while wearing the dress. She had been scared half to death by this thing, but it seemed harmless in the end. It didn't seem like it would really pounce on her and eat her.

In her fear, Jiang Yuan overlooked something. It was a pet, and unless it was provoked, there would be no bloodshed.

When Jiang Yuan wore the dress, she couldn't help but take two extra glances at it. This thing was so red that it didn't have a single strand of mixed hair. It was a very pure breed.

She finished her dress and turned and wagged her tail toward the bathroom door.

Jiang Yuan washed her face, tidied herself up, turned around and left. When she raised her head, she saw a tall man standing at the door of the washroom.

He wore black trousers and a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up casually. Between his index and middle fingers was a burning cigarette, and on his thumb was the leather chain that bound the Tibetan Mastiff.

Jiang Yuan was momentarily stunned. He was the owner of this thing?

She hadn't expected to meet this man, especially in a place like this, in a situation like this.

Lu Faanghann...

Jiang Yuan thought that what she heard would be different from what she heard in reality. She also felt that this man's private life was extravagant, complicated, difficult to communicate with, and a bit careless. Perhaps he was an experienced psychopath.

At the age of thirty-seven, he should be what women dreamed of. With a pair of dark, bottomless eyes that hid the past, it wouldn't be difficult to make a woman lose her virginity.

However, in her eyes, what was overwhelming was no longer his appearance, but more of the temperament that had settled down at his age, steady and mellow.

Jiang Yuan met him once when he was twenty-five and still very young.

"Yours?" Lu Faanghann twitched his lips and glanced at the wreckage of the phone on the floor.

Jiang Yuan nodded. It seemed that he didn't remember her.

"Boss Lu —" From the other side of the corridor, a man in casual clothes came running over. He looked to be in his early twenties.

The older man picked up the remains of his phone, looked at the man smoking with his eyes closed, then looked at Jiang Yuan and politely said, "Young lady, let's go out and find out what happened to you."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan nodded.

It seemed like this big boy had come here after understanding the situation, and was also one of the people under the master of the Tibetan Mastiff.

Jiang Yuan didn't want to blackmail others and definitely wouldn't be aggressive.

However, Lu Faanghann was the client that she wanted to fight for the most. Right now, she couldn't leave or get close to him. She was in a dilemma.

As the group of people walked forward, Lu Faanghann, with his hands in his pockets, stood tall and straight with an extraordinary momentum.

Jiang Yuan instinctively dodged to the side as Fifteen approached her.

Lu Faanghann tilted his head and showed a displeased expression on his face.

He tugged at the leather chain that held Fifteen, who obediently pulled back.

After passing by a fire hydrant, Lu Faanghann's gaze inadvertently swept towards the mirror of the fire hydrant — —

Jiang Yuan seemed to be deep in thought. Her long hair covered her neck, and her snow-white skin could be vaguely seen.

The sleeveless white dress on her upper body was a set with the white skirt on her lower body. The material was soft, making her curvaceous body appear both beautiful and hazy. Her entire person exuded a clean, small woman's posture.

It was in the opposite direction, so Jiang Yuan couldn't reach Xia Qian. When she looked back at the corridor, she gave a cry and had no choice but to turn around and follow.

When she felt the atmosphere had become harmonious, she came up to Jiang Yuan and bit her skirt again. Jiang Yuan was scared and angry as she said, "Don't bite."

Fifteen ignored him and pulled.

Jiang Yuan's slender waist was exposed a little bit below the skirt.

Lu Faanghann looked at the disobedient Fifteen with an indifferent gaze. He frowned as he leaned over and stroked Fifteen's head. "Fifteen, if you do this again, I really won't let you go."