Chapter 9: The Pink Dress

Following the direction from which the voice came, Su Ying raised her eyes and saw a tall man walking over under the flashlight.

The man seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and when he walked to Su Ying's side, Su Ying could feel the strong smell of wine.

When he approached the bald man, his heart tightened, this man was much taller than him, especially the sturdy figure, which looked so strong and powerful.

"Let go of her, I don't want to say it a second time. ”

The man spit out, his voice was cold, as if he was trying his best to hide the anger in his heart.

"Who are you? If you let me go, you have to let me go?" The bald man's voice trembled slightly, but he didn't let go of Su Ying's hand at all.

The man chuckled, and in an instant, before everyone could see clearly, he had already pressed the bald man to the ground, "I said, don't let me say it a second time." ”

Sure that the salty pig hand had left her skin, Su Ying clapped her hands in disgust, kicked the bald man who was snorting on the ground, and turned around angrily and ran away.

The moment he turned around, tears fell uncontrollably, and while running, tears fell behind him.

The man who chased him out of the bar looked around, and suddenly, he touched the pink figure across the street and got into a luxury business car, and quickly disappeared from sight.

The man couldn't help but shake his head, this woman didn't even say a word of thanks.

Returning to Murong's house from the bar, Su Ying stood at the door, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked back at the two bodyguards behind her, still expressionless.

Su Ying pushed open the door with confidence.

He walked in and wanted to go upstairs directly, but was interrupted by a cold voice from the sofa in the living room.

"Where did you go?"

Murong Che, who was sitting on the sofa, lowered his head and tapped on the keyboard, without any expression on his face.

Su Ying bit her mouth and was silent.

Syllable.

The notebook was slammed shut, and her deep eyes fell on the bodyguard behind Su Ying, "Where did she go?" ”

One of the men in black stepped forward, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and hung his head like a machine and spit out, "Go to the night bar." ”

Su Ying couldn't help but raise her eyes, these two black-clothed bodyguards were really dutiful.

Murong Che's eyes tightened, he stood up, came to Su Ying's side, and then spoke, "And then?"

Su Ying didn't wait for the man in black to speak, and then reported her itinerary, "Then sell alcohol in a bar, then meet a scoundrel, and then return to this wolf's den like a madman, what, what else do you want to ask?"

Her tone was full of warm anger, along with the grievances in the bar, and vented at the same time.

Murong Che's dark eyes stared at her for a moment, obviously not expecting her to react like this.

Especially when he touched the glittering tears in her eyes, all of a sudden, he felt his heart stagnate.

When his eyes fell on her, on the pink dress, his dark eyes narrowed, and his eyes were fierce, "Take off this dress." ”

Su Ying wiped her unassuming tears, and in front of the black-clothed bodyguard, she took off her skirt, and only a wisp was left on her body.

"Give it back to you, where does my filthy body deserve this dress. ”

With a roar, Su Ying ran upstairs, snapped hard, and vigorously closed the bedroom door.

The whole body leaned against the door panel, and it slipped down a little bit, "Dad, where are you? Why did you do this to me? Why, why did I have to endure all this?"

Hoarse cries came from upstairs, and the man downstairs looked at the pink on the ground, and his eyes were deep.