Chapter 117 - She Looked Like Young Miss (1/2)
Yu Mei was excited that she could vent her frustration by bullying Zixuan 1, 2, and 3 but they were so docile that she soon lost her interest. The original Jun Zixuan would never be this submissive so her revenge certainly did not taste sweet.
After shooing the escorts away, she stood up from the barstool and walked towards the exit but she could not seem to figure out where the exit was. Her head was aching terribly as she staggered back and forth.
''Ah…” She winced when she bumped into someone in the process.
”Are you blind?” Rubbing her eyes harshly, she tried to clear her blurry vision as she tilted her head to look at the person who bumped into her, ”B-Brother…?” was the first word that escaped her mouth looking at the man behind the silver mask which covered half of his face.
She immediately hugged his shoulder, desperately clinging to him so that he won't disappear.
''Do you want to die?” The man's cold voice sounded above her head.
She grew up hearing that ever so familiar voice. It sounded like music to her ears.
”I do…I do..” She nodded like a chicken before shaking her head frantically, ”No..No..I don't.”
''Stay away,” The man who was talking on the phone pushed her away ruthlessly but she clung to his arm like a koala.
A man came from behind, ”Sir, I'll deal with her…”
The man nodded without glancing at the person who was reeking of alcohol, ”Fast,” He commanded.
''Yes….”
”Brother...Why did you come so late?” Tears welled up in her eyes as she tilted her head to look at the man.
It was only then did the person turn his head to look at her.
''Stop,'' He said when his man approached to take away the girl who was clinging to him.
”Brother,” She looked at him unblinkingly with a stubborn gaze that said 'I am your sister'.
The man instinctively raised his hand towards her face but he quickly put it down when he realized what he was doing, ''You got the wrong person,'' he said, his voice was softer than before.
”Brother…”
Looking into those dark starry eyes, myriads of emotions flashed on his face.
Before he could say anything, he noticed that a few people were looking at them. He touched the mask on his face. It was still there then why were people looking their way?
Little did he know that the person who was clinging to him was overnight fame in the club.