At the same time, in Yifei Bar.

Zhang Moyan was very dissatisfied with not being able to open new wine. While the proprietress was on the phone, she resolutely walked out of the bar. Sister Ling was so scared that she dropped the phone and chased after her.

"Xiao Zhang, where are you going? You can't run around when you're drunk!"

Sister Ling grabbed Zhang Moyan on the curb and said, "Xiao Jin has driven here to pick you up. He will be here soon. Come back with me and sit for a while. Be good and listen to me!" Then she pulled her back.

Zhang Moyan raised her hand to let her go: "No, I won't go back. You're not letting me do this or that. I'm going to find a place where I can continue drinking."

Although she spoke clearly and didn't look drunk at all, people who were familiar with Zhang Moyan would know that once Zhang Moyan showed rebellious behavior, it meant she was drunk.

"Ouch—" Sister Ling grabbed her arms in a headache: "You want to drink somewhere else? If you were a little ugly, I wouldn't stop you!"

"I can go back with you," Zhang Moyan tried to bargain: "If you let me open another bottle of cognac, otherwise I won't go back even if I die!"

He risked his life, so he drank too much.

"Open another bottle?" Sister Ling held her hand down and wrapped the shawl she had put on her body tightly. "Forget it, then don't go back! I'll stand here with you. Don't even think about going anywhere. Just wait for Xiao Jin with me!"

Zhang Moyan didn't object. She stood there for a while with a blank look in her eyes. Suddenly, she looked at her hands and said, "Oh, I didn't take my bag!"

Sister Ling was stunned at first, then took the opportunity to urge her: "If you haven't got it, come back with me and get it!"

Zhang Moyan broke free from her hand: "I won't fall for your trick. I've already said that unless you let me open another bottle, I won't go back."

Sister Ling rolled her eyes and spat, "Your thinking is quite clear."

Zhang Moyan pushed her and said, "Sister Ling, please help me get it. The bag should be in the booth I was in just now. I'll wait for you here. The air here is so comfortable."

Of course Sister Ling refused: "How can I be at ease? What if you run away? I have a responsibility to you as long as you are here with me!"

"It's okay," Zhang Moyan jumped up and down, indicating that she could stand perfectly well. "Where can I go without a phone and money?"

Sister Ling thought about it and saw that the bar was only 20 or 30 meters away. She considered for a moment and said, "Okay, just stand here and don't move. I'll get your bag for you. It'll be quick!"

After saying that, he turned around as fast as he could and ran to the door of the bar. When he got there, he didn't forget to turn back and remind him: "Don't move, it's right there!"

Zhang Moyan waved at her, and Sister Ling entered the store.

Standing on the steps, vehicles on the one-way street were driving in one direction. The night wind was cool and slightly cold. As it blew, Zhang Moyan felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen again.

When will this problem be cured?

She squatted down, curled up holding her stomach, and from a distance she looked like a drunk who had heartburn and was about to vomit.

Two unruly dark figures saw this "drunkard", looked at each other with ill intent, and came over to surround her.

Zhang Moyan lowered her head, her seaweed-like hair covering her face. In her limited field of vision, she saw a leg trembling in front of her, shaking so much that her head ached.

"Beautiful lady, you've had too much to drink. What's wrong with you? Tell me about it, handsome guy."

"You smell quite drunk. Are you heartbroken, beautiful? Don't be sad, don't be sad. There are plenty of men. I'd like to be your husbands tonight, okay? I promise to serve you comfortably, hahaha!" The man who spoke laughed obscenely and pulled Zhang Moyan's arm to pull her up.

Zhang Moyan was pulled up.

In front of her were two middle-aged men, emitting a greasy smell from head to toe. One had a scarred face, the other had an overbite. Both wore large, obviously fake gold chains around their necks and were wearing knockoffs of high-end brands. They had slick, wicked looks on their faces, resembling the thugs and ruffians in legal dramas.

That's it? He's still handsome?

Although Zhang Moyan couldn't appreciate handsome men, she was 100% sure that even if these two were rounded off, they were still one point away from being handsome.

Zhang Moyan looked at the two hooligans again, but didn't find anything memorable. She just saw that the expressions of the two men were becoming more and more obscene.

"I'm so damn lucky today to have found such a beautiful girl!" The scarred man's eyes seemed to be able to extend a thief's hand, and the gaze that wandered along her body made Zhang Moyan feel uncomfortable all over.

The overbite was even bolder. With a lewd smile, he reached out and pinched Zhang Moyan's fair chin, and asked with a lewd look of concern: "Little beauty, why are you squatting on the roadside alone? Which bad guy abandoned you? Come and tell me, I want you and I promise I will never abandon you!"

As he spoke, he wanted to reach out and hold Zhang Moyan's shoulders, but before he touched Zhang Moyan's hair——

Bang!

Zhang Moyan raised her leg and kicked, causing Diaobaotian to bend over and hold her stomach.

The kick came without any warning and with such swift force that the two wretched men were stunned.

"Who are you saying was abandoned?" Zhang Moyan, heartbroken and drunk, was easily irritated. Her eyebrows arched, and she pointed a finger at her overbite, saying, "You, and you're trying to comfort me? What do you do for a living?"

The overbite was kicked hard by the British-style 5cm mid-heel women's shoes. She covered her stomach and grimaced, "How dare you kick me, you bitch! You've already been played with and dumped, why are you still pretending to be so noble?"

Scarface ran up to check on the overbite: "Boss, boss, is everything okay?"

Overbite gritted his teeth and shook his head. Scarface immediately raised his head and glared at Zhang Moyan, his triangular eyes gleaming with ferocity: "You bitch, you deserve to be punished! You dare to attack my big brother? Today, I will teach you a lesson!"

As he said that, he dropped his overbite and rushed over to retaliate by kicking Zhang Moyan in the chest. Zhang Moyan instinctively took a step back to avoid it.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!