"Haha, it's better." Ling Yu said, stretched out a hand to Jin Ruge: "Is it because he was worried about me, so he came up?"

Jin Ruge glanced at him shyly, then nodded generously and admitted: "Yes. You have always been in such good health and suddenly feel uncomfortable. I will definitely be worried."

Ling Yu smiled slightly and knew that she was the only one who loved him the most in the world: "Let's go, go down and have a meal."

With ten fingers connected, the two hearts that rely on each other are warmed by each other, and there is no need to speak too much language. The tranquility is full of love.

*

A bar called "Yansai" on Huaihai Road.

Noisy and chaotic music, the lights and wine are blurred, Mu Xichen sat on the bar, with whiskey in front of him one cup after another.

Debbie accompanied her quietly. Because she couldn't drink, Mu Xichen only called her Sprite.

Knowing that he had broken up in love, his three years of hard work was like Daniel, and he was lost in his heart. It was inevitable that he would feel disappointed. It was obvious that he did not care about his body. Debbie felt very distressed: "Chen, stop drinking anymore. You asked me to come out to drink with you?"

Mu Xichen always regarded Debbie as a role like a good brother. He smiled and looked at her: "At this time, if you don't accompany me, let others accompany me, others will only watch my jokes."

Debbie snatched the cup from his hand, but he broke free. He raised his neck and the transparent liquid slowly flowed into his throat.

"Chen, you really can't drink anymore!"

"Sit down! I asked you to come with me, and finally sent me home! I didn't let you take care of me!"

Mu Xichen frowned in displeasure, waved to the bartender and ordered five glasses of whiskey. His figure was a little unsatisfied, and he was so drowsy that he was supported by the elbow force of his arms.

Debbie was a pleasing mixed-race beauty. When she first came to the bar to sit, many men would look at her with a strong look. Her plump breast wall, her perky buttocks, and her slender legs. This woman looked so sweet and delicious with her fine camouflage lights.

But there was Mu Xichen sitting beside her, which made those men who wanted to come forward to chat with him all lustful and unlucky.

Now, Mu Xichen seemed drunk, holding the crystal cup in his hands and looking at the liquid inside with his eyes blurred. He didn't speak for a long time, his cheeks flushed.

Finally, a bold man stepped forward and moved closer to Debbie: "Foreign girl, I saw you the first time. Are you an American?"

Debbie alerted the other party's lustful eyes and subconsciously leaned against Mu Xichen: "I'm a mixed-race Chinese and French."

When the other party heard this, his eyes burst into a different surprise: "Oh, is it? I like French girls the most. They say that there is a romantic capital, and the girls there are also enthusiastic and good kung fu. What do you call foreign girls?"

Debbie frowned, looked at Mu Xichen, who was half-difficult and half awake, then pulled his shoulder and said, "I have a male companion."

The man raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "Oh? But your male companion seems to be drunk and cannot satisfy you. Why not, I would like to invite you to have a midnight snack? Our city B has many unique delicacies, if you are willing to enjoy your face."

After saying that, the man touched Debbie's thigh with one hand.

Debbie immediately slapped his big hand away: "What are you doing? Don't touch me!"

Perhaps he screamed too loudly, which alarmed Mu Xichen, who was slightly drunk, and he opened his eyes and looked at Debbie with a man staring at her maliciously. He immediately hugged Debbie in his arms and said toughly: "This woman is mine, brother, you have found the wrong partner."

Although she knew that this was helping her to relieve her, Debbie's face still couldn't help but flushed.

She had fantasized about such sentences countless times in her heart, but she did not expect that it would be such a chaotic and tense scene in front of her.

The confused flash ball combined with the passionate rock roll pushed the atmosphere on the dance floor to the top. The man seemed to be excited because of this. He grabbed Mu Xichen's hand and threw it off Debbie, and then pulled Debbie into his arms without hesitation. His drunken lips were about to get close to Debbie, but Debbie subconsciously raised his hand and slapped him hard!

"Sir, you are so disrespectful!"

After Debbie hit him, she tried to push him hard, but he angrily held it in his arms, and kept pinching her big hands directly on her waist: "You foreign girl is quite spicy! Not bad, I like it!"

The waist hurt, and the man's big hands would still be kneading up and down in ambiguous manner, which made Debbie feel particularly disgusting and struggled desperately: "Let me go! Bastard! Let me go!"

"Let her go!"

Mu Xichen immediately stood up from his seat, picked up a glass wine bottle, and slammed it into the man's head!

"ah!"

Debbie was startled and quickly escaped and fled to Mu Xichen's arms. When she turned around and looked again, there were three blood marks on the man's forehead. At the same time, three men stood up on the elegant seat, staring at Mu Xichen with a angrily eyebrows, and each of them copied a glass wine bottle, and then strided towards him.

When Mu Xichen saw this posture, he shook his head vigorously. His body was unable to make decisions, but his consciousness was very clear. He knew that he could not avoid it. He leaned into Debbie's ear and said, "Debbie, run quickly, don't worry about me!"

Debbie bit her lip, and tears rolled in her eyes: "No, I want to be with you!"

"Idiot! Run!" Mu Xichen yelled at her, then pushed her aside vigorously, and the injured man and three companions rushed up immediately!

"Ah! Stop hitting! Stop hitting again!"

Debbie watched Mu Xichen fight against the four of them alone. He kicked off a rotating chair at a bar and injured one of them in the leg. He then took the empty crystal cups he had slammed hard on their foreheads one by one. When he turned around, he looked at the stunned Debbie and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

*

In the private room inside the bar, Xu Ning hugged a blonde beauty in his arms and was chatting and laughing with a man opposite him. The assistant stepped forward and said lightly: "Boss, Mr. Mu is fighting outside. There are many people on the other side, and he is so drunk."

Xu Ning raised his eyes and stared at him coldly with sharp eyes: "Then why are you still standing there!"

The assistant nodded and went out.

Feeling Xu Ning's bad mood, the blonde beauty gently rubbed her arms and said, "Mr. Xu, don't be angry, I'm afraid when you are angry!"

Xu Ning frowned slightly, ignoring the blond beauty's teasing. He felt worried when he thought about it, and immediately smiled politely at the man opposite him: "Sister Lin, wait a moment, I'll go to the bathroom."
Chapter completed!