After filling it up, I drank half the cup in one gulp.

In that way, wine is treated like water.

Ji Ziyuan glanced at the bottle and narrowed his soft eyes.

whisky.

This woman drank whiskey so hard.

He reached out and took the bottle away.

Ruan Yan turned back and glanced at the man next to her, unable to see his appearance clearly. Firstly, she was wearing sunglasses and everything around her was not very bright. Secondly, she was very drunk but her mind was clear.

She thought it was a man who came to strike up a conversation, so she simply said: "If you want to strike up a conversation, get out of here, I'm not free."

Ji Ziyuan's handsome face was extremely gloomy at the scene. Could it be that for Ning Xiaoxiao's sake, he didn't push her recently, but she became more and more aggressive.

"Ruan Yan, have I been too disrespectful to you before?" Ji Ziyuan put the wine bottle aside and pulled her off the high chair with a cold face.

Probably because he pulled too hard, Ruan Yan's body fell down, and his sunglasses fell off. A pair of crimson eyes were exposed, filled with water mist. There were no tears in the corners of his eyes, but they were filled with glaring tears.

Ji Ziyuan's narrow gaze fell on her eyes, which darkened slightly, "In a bad mood?"

Ruan Yan didn't speak. Although he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, he vaguely recognized the person as Ji Ziyuan from his voice.

It's so unlucky that I met this person when I was in a bad mood.

She pushed his hand away and bent down to pick up the sunglasses.

But there was a double vision in my eyes, and my sunglasses were lying on the ground, as if they had changed into several pairs.

She went to pick it up, but found nothing. Instead, she touched Ji Ziyuan's leather shoes.

Looking at her like that, Ji Ziyuan knew that she was drunk. He didn't move. He just watched Ruan Yan touch the ground for a long time and finally found the sunglasses. Then he stood up unsteadily, put them on, and regained his coolness.

appearance.

Ji Ziyuan kept watching her behavior, so he also saw blood on her palms when she was wearing glasses.

Only then did he remember that the palm of her hand seemed to be wrapped in paper. The paper fell off after all the tossing. He glanced at the paper again and found that it was covered in blood.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Ji Ziyuan grabbed her arm again and pulled her hand away. He found that there were many small scars on the palm and fingers, as if they had been scratched by something. Some of the wounds were deep, some were shallow.

It doesn't matter if it's just one or two, just put a band-aid on it and it'll be fine in a few days, but if there are too many, you have to deal with them, otherwise it will become inflamed.

"Small injury." Ruan Yan pulled his finger back hard.

She didn't really want to talk to him, she just wanted to sit quietly for a while.

If she was not drunk, she could leave by herself, but Lin Fanyue was still here, and she could only ask her assistant to pick her up.

For the first time, Ji Ziyuan was shunned by a woman like a snake and a scorpion, and his heart was filled with rage.

As soon as his temper got angry, he directly dragged Ruan Yan towards the bathroom.

"What are you doing? Let go." Ruan Yan was dragged unsteadily by him until he got to the bathroom.

Ji Ziyuan coldly opened the faucet, then poured water on Ruan Yan's face, "Ruan Yan, my patience is limited. Since you don't care about my kindness, I can only use my own method. This way

You are satisfied."

The cold water splashed on Ruan Yan's face and hair, and she choked several times.

But that's not the most terrifying thing. What's terrifying is that it reminds her of the scene when Ning Xiaoxiao's body died.

She drowned in the sea. Before she died, her throat was completely filled with water, which was extremely painful.

Now it seems like the nightmare has reappeared, and everyone is like crazy, struggling desperately.


Chapter completed!