Chatper 191 (1/2)

Qin Muchen was only wearing a thin black shirt with three buttons unbuttoned on his neckline. His handsome face was expressionless, his black eyes slightly dozed, and he looked abstinent and sexy.

Su Ziyue looked at the people sitting at the dining table in the middle, and was a little dazed.

The two have been together day and night for so long, and she never got tired of looking at Qin Muchen's face, no matter when she looked at it, she seemed to be very pretty.

When the fat man saw that Qin Muchen didn't say anything, he just assumed that he had acquiesced, and then he immediately thought about it, grabbed Su Ziyue's hand tightly, and wanted to reach out to touch her face.

"Little sister, go to the toilet with brother, we..."

Su Ziyue turned her head to avoid his fat hand: "Be respectful, I am a guest here, but I just went to the wrong box."

Su Ziyue's voice was very cold, just like her heart, it was also very cold.

She shouldn't have listened to Nanchuan at all.

In the past, Qin Muchen even ate beef vinegar, but now she is standing here being pulled by the wrist by this fat man, and he is actually indifferent.

What does this mean?

It seems that everything can be explained.

The fat man was slightly shocked by the cold expression on Su Ziyue's face, but it was only for a few seconds.

He quickly came back to his senses, smiling so much that his eyes and nose were all piled together, and he didn't let go of her wrist: "What's the matter, she can make friends, don't you think..."

As he spoke, he was about to touch her hand.

Su Ziyue felt disgusted, and slapped the hand that was pinching her wrist with his other free hand, and the fat man let go of his hand in pain.

Su Ziyue gave him a cold look, turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, the people in the private room who had watched such a lively scene began to boo: "Is it a man, even a little sister can't figure it out."

This group of people are all businessmen, all in their 30s and 40s, so Su Ziyue stood there abruptly, like a little sister.

The fat man was so provoked that he pulled Su Ziyue back: "Little beauty, don't leave, I really want to be friends with you."

"But I don't want to be friends with a fat pig." Su Ziyue looked at him with a sneer, not hiding the sarcasm in his eyes.

Even a man couldn't stand being ridiculed by a woman like this, the fat man was so angry that he wanted to hit Su Ziyue immediately.

Su Ziyue could have dodged the frowning at first, but she passed the people sitting in the box and saw Qin Muchen at a glance, and then she slapped him forcefully.

With a crisp "pop", half of Su Ziyue's face immediately swelled up.

The fat man was angry, and his hands were strong, and when he slapped him, Su Ziyue only felt the numb pain on the half of his face being slapped.

Someone inside started to boo again: "Oh, you are willing to beat such a beautiful little fairy..."

Su Ziyue stretched out her hand and brushed the loose hair around her ears, then turned to look at Qin Muchen.

The table is full of businessmen, rich people, and they are all wearing famous brands, and there are also people who wear the same brand of clothes as Qin Muchen, but no one is as good-looking as Qin Muchen.

He just sat there quietly, making people unconsciously want to focus on him.

However, he didn't see her in his eyes.

The fat man who just hit her was still talking, Su Ziyue didn't pay attention to what she was counting silently in her heart.

One, two, two...

After counting to ten, Qin Muchen didn't move.

The light in Su Ziyue's eyes slowly faded away, she touched her face, raised her eyes to see the fat man who was outstretched and trying to grab her hand, dodged sideways, raised his hand and returned a slap.