"Drink, drink, drink! What a big-headed devil! You fat pig!" Lan Qingyue cursed inwardly.

She remembered that Chu Ying had encountered something similar when she went out once, but not in a bar. How did Chu Ying handle it back then? It seemed like she ran into an acquaintance. Where was this acquaintance now? Lan Qingyue prayed in her heart that any acquaintance would do, as long as they could keep this fat-headed, big-eared man in check.

"What if we don't go?" Chu Ying's voice rang out slowly, her tone neither hurried nor slow, revealing no fear whatsoever.

To highlight Chu Ying's character as a supporting female character, Lan Qingyue designed Chu Ying's voice to be very gentle and beautiful, evoking a protective instinct in listeners—the kind of voice that stirs a man's protective instincts.

"Not going?" The fat man's voice suddenly turned cold, and even the temperature around him seemed to drop. In this air-conditioned room, the coldness carried a sense of oppression.

"If you don't want to go, then don't. We can just drink here." The fat man suddenly changed his tone and attitude, perfectly demonstrating what it means to "change your mind faster than flipping through a book." His face instantly became full of smiles, which, in Lan Qingyue's eyes, looked like a bunch of fat meat squeezed together, making her more and more nauseous.

"We refuse. We'll give you back your money, then let us go." Chu Ying was too lazy to waste any more words with them. She took out her wallet from her handbag, put her ID card and two bank cards in Lan Qingyue's jacket pocket, left one bank card in the wallet, and tossed the wallet to the fat man's henchmen. "The cash inside, plus the bank card, doesn't have a PIN. You can check the balance. It's enough to cover a few drinks."

That's powerful enough.

If the timing hadn't been wrong, Lan Qingyue would have really wanted to give a thumbs up.

"Trying to leave? Little beauty, that's not right of you. How could you insult me ​​with money? I just wanted to have a drink with you two and make some friends."

"Ha!" Chu Ying sneered, "Gu Yu, male, thirty years old this year, from G City, you have bullied no less than three hundred girls, your 'good' reputation has spread far and wide. The reason why no one has touched you is all thanks to your father, am I right?"

Chu Ying's voice wasn't loud, but everyone drinking nearby could hear it. They immediately became interested in gossip and turned to watch the show. No one wanted to break the scene of two girls being surrounded by several men, and some even whistled cheekily while holding their wine glasses.

As more and more people gathered to watch the spectacle, Lan Qingyue's heart sank deeper and deeper. She dared not go forward to argue with the fat man, nor did she dare to blame the people around her who were watching the show with a gloating attitude. For the first time, she felt that the world she had depicted was so cold and indifferent. A chill grew from the soles of her feet and spread, while Chu Ying's warmth flowed continuously into her palm. She placed all her trust in this "supporting female character".

In the original novel, Chu Ying doesn't appear very often; her brilliance almost entirely stems from her family background, which gives her ample reason to be arrogant.

"Don't be afraid, let's run away in the chaos." Chu Ying grabbed Lan Qingyue's hand and threw her handbag at the fat man's face with lightning speed. While the fat man's henchmen and security guards were still stunned, she dragged Lan Qingyue out. The two security guards blocking the door even stumbled.

Both of them were wearing high heels and weren't running very fast, but the footsteps behind them were getting closer and closer.