"What do you want to do!"

Gu Jinchao and a few boys wanted to rush over, but they were knocked down by a punch, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

The boys looked tall and strong, but they were just empty talk, so how could they beat these people in society?

The girls screamed in fright. Yunshan ran to Wenxi and found herself holding a fork in her hand, with the sharp fork shining coldly.

"You...you guys, don't come over here, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

"You're welcome?" a young man said with a crooked laugh. "Sure, I like it when you're not polite. That's what makes it exciting!"

As he spoke, a group of people came over with laughter.

"Xixi, take them and run first!"

"Silly girl." Wen Xi pulled the fork out of Yunshan's hand and threw it aside, then pulled her behind him.

There's no need to dirty your hands when dealing with these people.

She turned the pinky ring slightly, and a row of small thorns appeared.

I haven't had the chance to use the stuff in here yet, and it's almost expired if I don't use it, so I'd better not waste it.

She casually lifted her hair, preparing to wait for the group to get closer before taking action.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the door of the private room was thrown open.

The greasy man glanced at the person out of the corner of his eye, and was shocked when he saw the person's appearance.

"He... Mr. He!" He had seen this man before on Director Zhuang's set. He'd heard that they seemed to be childhood friends, so he recognized him immediately. He ran up to him with a shy face and said, "You, you're here to eat too?"

He Tingyan ignored him and walked straight to Wen Xi: "Are you okay?"

"without."

Wen Xi shook her head with a bit of regret. It seemed that she would be of no use today.

He Tingyan glanced at the boys who had been beaten and asked coldly, "What happened?"

"They," Wen Xi pointed at the greasy man and his gang, "forced us to drink."

He Tingyan heard this and his gaze finally fell on the greasy man.

That look was like an ice spike, making people shudder.

"No, Mr. He, it's a misunderstanding, it really is a misunderstanding. We just wanted to give them a farewell dinner to celebrate their departure. Maybe we were too enthusiastic and scared them, really..."

Under He Tingyan's cold gaze, the greasy man shuddered all over, his throat became dry, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he was unable to speak.

"Go out first and wait outside."

He Tingyan turned around and whispered to the girl in front of him.

"good."

Wen Xi led a group of classmates who were still in shock away.

The greasy man also took the opportunity to escape.

He was not stupid. As soon as he saw He Tingyan's expression, he knew that he had a special relationship with that girl. He was really unlucky for offending someone who was related to this girl!

Rumor has it that Mr. He is not only ruthless but also extremely protective. If something really happens between him and this girl, he will be skinned alive even if he doesn't die...

The greasy guy didn't care about his other friends at this moment. He quietly mixed into the group of students and tried to take the opportunity to slip away.

"Did you get away?"

He Tingyan's cold voice sounded.

"He... Mr. He, do you have anything else to tell me?"

The man turned around and said with a trembling smile.

He Tingyan ignored him and frowned at King Kong: "Where does the smell of smoke come from?"

King Kong hurriedly took the cigarette from the young man next to him and was about to stomp it out when He Tingyan stopped him calmly, "Give it to me."

"yes."

Knowing that He Tingyan was a mysophobe, King Kong carefully wrapped the cigarette holder with a tissue before handing it over.

He Tingyan took the still burning cigarette butt and looked at the greasy man expressionlessly: "Hand."