When Shen Tingzhou rushed over, Meng Wanyi just finished the last action.

Sweat from his forehead and neck fell down his collarbone into the proud line of business.

Her face was hot and flushed, and her eyes were like silk, like a delicate flower waiting to be picked by you, which hooked the hearts of those present and their hearts were full of joy.

After Meng Wanyi bowed, she quickly stepped off the stage and walked backstage, escaping from those wolf dens.

As soon as she reached the door, a fat and greasy hand crossed her sideways, blocking her way.

"What are you doing in such a hurry, go play with your good brother for a while."

The greasy man's explicit eyes glanced at Meng Wanyi's delicate body, and his face was undisguised.

Meng Wanyi pinched her fingertips into her palms, silently thought in her heart, don't make trouble, don't make trouble, and then started to coax with an official smile.

"You see I'm sweating all over after dancing, and I'm slimy for fear of smoking you, why don't you wait until I finish changing my clothes first?"

The man sniffed closer, rubbing his hands.

"It's fragrant, you don't need to change it, you have to take it off anyway."

When the man said this, the fat on his face was trembling, making Meng Wanyi so disgusted that his stomach was tumbling.

Seeing that Meng Wanyi was silent and did not resist, the greasy man had to inch in, pretending to tremble, and poured all the wine in the cup in his hand on Meng Wanyi's chest.

The red liquid drips on the line of business, and in the dim light it is simply a crime.

"Oh, look at why I didn't hold the wine in my hand, good brother, I'll help you clean it."

After saying that, the greasy man was about to get started, Meng Wanyi's hand secretly grabbed the vase behind him, and was about to put a violent buckle on his head.

Suddenly, I heard a click, and the sound of bones being misaligned.

The greasy man wrinkled his face and roared, "Which grandson dares to break the master's hand?!"

"Me."

When the greasy man turned his head to look at Shen Tingzhou, his fat body trembled violently, and reason instantly returned to his brain.

"Shen ...... Mr. Shen."

Shen Tingzhou squinted his eyes and sneered.

"Fat in the guts? Do my people dare to move?"

Only then did the man realize that Meng Wanyi's face was a little familiar, and his legs instantly weakened at that moment, and he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Mr. Shen, I drank too much, I was dazzled, you spare me, I won't dare next time."

"Do you dare to have a next time?"

Then the greasy man was kicked to the ground by Shen Tingzhou, and before he had time to wail, Shen Tingzhou stepped forward and crushed the man's lower body with his toes.

A scream rang out in the corridor, and the person in the corner raised an inaudible eyebrow.

Hey, it's ruthless.

Meng Wanyi raised her head and met Shen Tingzhou's cold pool-like eyes, and subconsciously turned her gaze away.

I just put the vase in my hand behind me and put it steadily.

Then she was grabbed by Shen Tingzhou's wrist and walked out.

On the road, a staff member came up to stop him, but was stopped by Shen Tingzhou's sharp look.

Meng Wanyi was pulled by Shen Tingzhou's brute force, and struggled a few times halfway, but was circled tighter and tighter, and she knew that she must have been strangled without looking.

The thin heels under her feet made her walk so hard that she almost broke her foot several times.

Meng Wanyi's patience gradually ran out, and when she arrived at the mouth of the alley, she opened her mouth angrily.

"Shen Tingzhou, let go."

Shen Tingzhou paused, and Meng Wanyi bumped into his broad and stiff back because of inertia.

She rubbed her nose in pain.

"Stop and say if you're going to die."

Like a fried-haired cat, or the kind with bright claws.

Shen Tingzhou looked back and looked Meng Wanyi up and down with a strained face.

The lights in the bar were dim, and he couldn't see her dress clearly, but now the lights were bright, and he could see her outfit tonight, wild and lustful, with a different flavor.

The suspenders on his chest were soaked with red wine, and the silhouette inside was looming, Shen Tingzhou

His eyes darkened.

He hooked her transparent shoulder strap expressionlessly, then let go of his hand, and snapped back to Meng Wanyi's body, leaving a red mark.

"Is this your new move?"

Meng Wanyi didn't keep up with him for a while, "Huh?"

Shen Tingzhou pinned her against the rough wall and sniffed her neck.

"Find a way to get my attention and get me to come to you."

Meng Wanyi tried her best to hide it, but she didn't hold back her eyes.

Shen Tingzhou: What kind of brain circuit is this?

"No, you're thinking too much."

Shen Tingzhou didn't hear the answer he wanted, and his eyebrows were lowered instantly, and his face was unhappy.

"Otherwise, what are you for? Short on money? Or do you want to catch Kaizi?"

Speaking of the last sentence, Shen Tingzhou's voice was dyed with a hint of danger, as if as long as Meng Wanyi dared to say those three words, he would light up his fangs and bite her.

Meng Wanyi was blunt. "Lack of money."

Shen Tingzhou's eyelids lifted slightly, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and he was just about to speak.

I heard Meng Wanyi's next annoying words.

"I don't have any money, but I don't want you."

He bit Meng Wanyi's earlobe, and his voice was wrapped in ice.

"Why is my money dirty, or is it illegal, don't you?"

Meng Wanyi pushed away Shen Tingzhou's harassment with her hand.

"Because I don't want to owe you."

Once you owe it, you can no longer withdraw and entangle endlessly.

The next second, her jaw was pinched, "You want to draw a line with me? It's late."

Looking at the pointed chin of the little girl in front of him and the slender waist under his palm, he stubbornly thought that Meng Wanyi had a bad month this month.

Just as bad as he is.

Meng Wanyi didn't expect Shen Tingzhou to be so stubborn, she met his gaze and said word by word.

"But I'm tired, I don't want to play this kind of stand-in game with you anymore, hurt others and hurt yourself, I know you have an obsession with Lin Zhizhi, but no matter how much I look like me, I won't be her, and I won't become her."

Shen Tingzhou listened to Meng Wanyi's words, and wanted to refute but couldn't.

He also felt that he was stunned.

Seeing that Shen Tingzhou didn't speak, Meng Wanyi continued.

"If you think that I brought up this matter of separation, which makes you angry and saves your face, I can also go to them and cooperate with you to make them think that you dumped me, do you think this is okay? Or what do you want me to do to let me go?"

Shen Tingzhou almost wanted to blurt out denial, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't open his mouth.

How?

Shen Tingzhou asked himself in his heart.

He remembered his chaotic month, and felt more and more that everything was wrong, and he could be paralyzed with work during the day, but when he returned home at night,

Returning to the house where there were traces of Meng Wanyi everywhere, but there was no figure of her everywhere, he felt boundless loneliness for the first time, and felt that there was no fireworks at all in that house.

There are many people who are better than hers, but he has no taste for it.

Sister-in-law Wang, who was brought over from the old house to take care of it, kept the house in order, but he still felt that nothing was right.

It may be that there is no small porridge to nourish his stomach after drinking, there is no disobedience to his orders to stuff green plants into his study, and there is no lamp that he will leave for him whenever he returns.

Meng Wanyi is like oxygen, seemingly unimportant and within reach, but in fact, the past three years have seeped into his lungs like poison and melted into the corners of his life.

He sneered at her, but didn't think about what he would do without oxygen.