Chapter Seventy-Nine: Taking Advantage of Others' Danger

"Bartender, another bottle! I want the strongest!" An Yiran drank the last sip of wine in his hand, lowered his head and shook the wine bottle, frowned, and was stupidly happy.

At this point, she was completely drunk. Under the influence of alcohol, she had no memory of all the sad things in the past, and her mind was full of only one bottle after another.

A strange look flashed in the bartender's eyes, and he quickly hid his emotions and asked tentatively, "This young lady, you are already drunk." ”

"I'm not drunk, bring me another bottle. An Yiran shook her dizzy head and said with a smirk.

Seeing her like this, the bartender's eyes flashed with joy, and after handing her the wine, he turned around and took out his mobile phone and walked into the corner.

He dialed the phone and said mysteriously to the people over there, "Fang Jingting, guess who I saw?"

"Who else can you see in that broken bar?a big star?" Fang Jingting received the phone call and asked suspiciously.

"Oh! No, it's your ex-wife, An Yiran. The bartender's tone was a little proud, he deliberately hung Fang Jingting's appetite, paused, and continued: "I don't know what's wrong with her, she actually came to my bar to get drunk." I don't know who to look for but you, and now that she's drunk, you should hurry up and take care of her. ”

Hearing this, Fang Jingting put down the things in his hand, his face became solemn, and he said solemnly: "Okay, I know, thank you." ”

With that, he hung up the phone, put a sinister smile on his face, picked up his coat, and hurried to the bar.

"An Yiran, you also have today. Fang Jingting had already come to the bar, and looking at An Yiran, who was drunk like mud, from a distance, he couldn't help but smile smugly at the corner of his mouth.

He put away his sinister and cunning expression, put on a worried look, squeezed through the crowd in the middle, passed through the red men and green women in the center of the dance floor, walked to the bar to help An Yiran, sighed, and said, "An Yiran, why do you drink like this." ”

Hearing this, An Yiran squinted at the person in front of her, shook her head violently, pushed him away, pouted and said, "Who are you......? Hiccup, don't get drunk and don't return. ”

Fang Jingting was still afraid that An Yiran would recognize him, but when he saw her gibberish, he instantly relieved himself.

"She was drunk. Under the bartender's puzzled gaze, he smiled awkwardly at the bartender, helped An Yiran up affectionately again, and coaxed her to say, "You're drunk, let's go." ”

This time, he held An Yiran's hand tightly. Secretly said with strength, there was no room for her to resist, An Yiran was pinched painfully, and couldn't help frowning, Fang Jingting nodded politely to the bartender as a farewell, and he helped An Yiran to walk out the door.

Sitting in the car, he put away his hypocritical smile and slapped An Yiran hard, and then drove in the direction of her house.

There was a gust of lightning, and it didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at An Yiran's house, he took out the key from her pocket, opened the door, helped her into her home, threw her on the sofa, and kept rummaging in the room.

But nowhere can I find the video recorded by An Yiran at that time, not even in her mobile phone and computer.

Fang Jingting panted and looked at the mess all over the house, there was nothing he was looking for, and he suddenly became a little anxious, he stared at the sleeping woman on the sofa viciously, as if he was going to break her into pieces.

If he can't find the videotape for a day, then he won't be able to live in peace for a day, and he is afraid every day, and he has had enough of being threatened by An Yiran!

Suddenly, he suddenly had an idea, the coldness in his eyes seemed to lower the temperature in the room by three points, walked quickly in front of An Yiran, and turned on the mobile phone video.

Since the day of the Inspectorate, he has not been noticed, and it is no different from being unemployed and laid off. Since he is unemployed, he also wants to give her a taste of ruin!

After thinking about it, he leaned over to untie An Yiran's clothes, and at this moment, An Yiran woke up leisurely.

She looked at the familiar face in front of her, looked at his movements, realized something instantly, and pushed him away while he wasn't looking.

She had already woken up most of the time, crossed her hands on her chest, and scolded loudly: "Fang Jingting, what are you going to do?!Why are you in my house?"

Fang Jingting saw her wake up, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't stop doing it, and soon he adjusted his posture again, pounced, grabbed her wrist tightly with one big hand, and tore her clothes with the other.

"Now that you're awake, tell me, where's the tape?"

An Yiran didn't speak, just looked at him coldly, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he kept struggling.

Seeing that she didn't respond, he just struggled to resist, and seeing that he was about to run away from him, he quickly grabbed her hair and pulled it back.

With a crazy smile on the corner of his mouth, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't say yes!

"Phew!" An Yiran smacked him hard, curled up his legs, and pushed his knees between his legs.

But this time it was crooked after all, and it hit Fang Jingting's lower abdomen, he was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and pressed An Yiran's legs with his knees, and the strength of his hands was a little stronger, and he continued to tear her clothes.

"Help!" An Yiran gradually realized that he was no match for him, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

Fang Jingting heard this, and said in a low voice: "An Yiran, I advise you to be honest, if I accidentally kill you...... But I can't complain. ”

"Someone! help! Murder!" she looked at him coldly, not afraid of his threat, and her cry for help was a little louder.

Fang Jingting suddenly panicked, he hurriedly covered her mouth and reprimanded in a low voice: "An Yiran! Don't you want to live?!"

She opened her mouth, bit Fang Jingting hard, and continued to call for help.

Qi Zeye was driving a car, on the way here.

He had the steering wheel in his hand, but he had a lot of thoughts. Now that Mu Tingting is gone, he should also coax An Yiran back, although she has blocked her, but he decided to look at the thatched house three times, and apologize to this delicate woman by the way.

Thinking of this, Qi Zeye couldn't help but think of him, An Yiran, and the happy appearance of the two children, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

Seeing that An Yiran's home had appeared in his field of vision, he stopped the car, took three steps and made two steps, and walked over quickly.

But before he could knock on the door, there were screams and cries for help from a woman, as well as a man's whispered threat.