Chapter 183 Kill Bai Yueguang and Tie Up the Devil's Heart (18)

"I think it's Jingze's fault for not giving me a chance," Wei Xiuzhu said with a smile on his face. He leaned forward and said, "Old Jing, don't worry. If I were with Ziyan, I would definitely not be fickle and would treat him well. How about giving me his contact information?"

Jingze tightened his grip on the wine glass, glanced at Wei Xiuzhu, and said in a cold tone, "I don't think it's very good."

"Well, you're really protective of your food. You occupy the toilet without taking a shit, and you occupy the beautiful woman's place without moving. Tell me, what's the difference between you and a scumbag?"

"Aze, you're right, Xiuzhu's words this time are not unreasonable," Wenrui smiled and shook his head, saying seriously, "If you ask me, you'd better give up thinking about Su Jianbai as soon as possible and treat Ziyan well."

"Hey, Wenrui! Why the hell aren't you on my side?!"

Several people were making a commotion, only Jingze was sitting in the booth, drinking silently with a gloomy expression.

I don't know if Li Ziyan has recovered from his illness. He hasn't called in a few days. Jingze leaned back on the sofa and took a sip of wine. His devilish horns blended into the night.

The music in the bar stopped and the whole bar was silent for a moment, then burst into sharp cheers.

"Hurry, hurry! The best one is coming!" Wei Xiuzhu's eyes were shining. He pulled Wen Rui and others to look forward. The lights in the bar were dim, and only the stage was shining with scattered stars.

The lift slowly rose, and a person stood on it.

He folded his wings, and his identity as an angel could only be confirmed from the fact that he had no horns. He wore a silver mask on his face, covering half of his face, leaving only a delicate chin exposed.

The man on the stage was not wearing revealing clothes. He was wearing a bar uniform, but it looked a size smaller, which perfectly and exquisitely outlined his waist and hips.

The trouser legs were a little too short, revealing her fair and delicate ankles. She raised her hands slightly, and the clothes on her upper body moved up, exposing the two delicate eye sockets on her waist to everyone.

There are obviously no erotic actions and no overly provocative clothes, but they are able to arouse the desires in people's hearts.

The bar's surround sound system couldn't block out the cheers of the crowd below.

Even Wei Xiuzhu and Wen Rui were attracted by it.

"Fuck... this is too exciting," Wei Xiuzhu murmured, his eyes shining. "This waist, it must be exciting to hold it... Lao Jing, what do you think? Lao Jing? Lao Jing?" Wei Xiuzhu called out a few times, but found that the person next to him had a gloomy face. Even in this dim light, you can see his low mood. "What's wrong with you?"

Jingze didn't reply. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a loud noise, attracting many people to look over. The attention of the people on the stage was also attracted, and the music in the bar stopped.

The bar owner was standing backstage, watching the performance with a smile on his face. He was startled by the sound of a quilt breaking. He frowned and went to see who was causing the trouble. But when he saw it was Jingze, his legs went weak.

"Hey, Mr. Jing, what's wrong? Is the wine not to your liking?"

"Bring the dancer here."

The boss was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, "Well, Mr. Jing, is it because he danced badly? I'll let him go so he doesn't get in your way."

"I said, let him come over."

Jingze's voice was low and full of irresistible force, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and his dark red eyes brought an irresistible sense of oppression.

Not to mention the boss, even Wei Xiuzhu and the others were a little confused.

"Boss, just call him over. We will compensate you for your losses today."

"Well... okay then." The boss wiped the sweat off his head and walked to the backstage. He briefly comforted the bar's customers and found Li Ziyan sitting backstage. "Xiao Li, come with me."

"...Yeah." Li Ziyan had just seen Jingze, so he was not surprised that the boss was looking for him at this time.

Li Ziyan was brought in front of Jingze with a mask on his face, without saying a word.

"come over."

“…”

"Come here, don't make me do it."

"Lao Jing, what are you doing? You already have Ziyan, are you still looking for another one?"

"Yeah, Aze, what's wrong with you today? Don't make things difficult for me."

Wei Xiuzhu, Wen Rui and the others were trying to persuade him, and they couldn't understand Jingze's actions today, but Jingze was unmoved. He stood up, walked over, put his arm around Li Ziyan's waist, and took off the mask on his face.

"Zi Yan?! Why is it you?!"

Li Ziyan said nothing, his expression blank, his eyes unfocused. His face was a little pale, his lips a bit red from the lipstick, and his fingers were pale from the fingerless leather gloves he wore.

"How long have you been here?" Jingze suppressed the violence in his heart and spoke softly, but Li Ziyan still didn't answer. He was used to it and grabbed Li Ziyan's waist. "Don't want to talk now? Talk when we get back."

Li Ziyan's eyes flashed and he nodded in agreement.

Jingze said something to Wei Xiuzhu and the others who were already dumbfounded, and then took Li Ziyan away. The two of them went all the way home, and Jingze took Li Ziyan to the bed and sat on a stool himself.

"How long have you been there?"

"Two months."

"You went after you got together with me?"

"Um."

"Why? Didn't I pay you enough?"

Li Ziyan glanced at him without saying anything. The corners of his eyes were a little red, and this look was filled with strong emotions, including grievance, unwillingness, and hidden unspeakable feelings.

Jingze just felt that this look made him feel uncomfortable.

He walked forward, took Li Ziyan's hand, and took off the gloves on his hands. There was still gauze on his hands. The burned area had not healed yet, and it seemed that it would leave scars.

"You need money, why didn't you tell me?"

"I can earn my own money, and it's already been negotiated."

"..." Jingze took a deep breath and turned to get the medicine box. The relationship between the two was too awkward, and he was caught in a dilemma. He couldn't understand his own heart and didn't know what to do now.

After briefly treating the wound on his hand, Jingze looked up and found that Li Ziyan had fallen asleep, with a faint purple tint under his eyes, probably because he was exhausted. Jingze carried Li Ziyan to the bed, looked at his sleeping face, took his phone to the balcony, and lit a cigarette.

"Why didn't you tell me about Li Ziyan's job interview at the bar?"

"Master, you said we didn't need to report anything about Mr. Li to you, so we didn't tell you." The driver was also a little uneasy, but more of it was guilt.

He was in charge of watching over Li Ziyan and knew that Li Ziyan had not lived a very good life in the past two months. He ate the cheapest food, walked instead of taking the bus, and took the bus instead of flying. He was extremely frugal.

"Master, Mr. Li seems to be a little short of money, and he hasn't been in a very good mood these days..." After thinking for a while, the driver told him everything he knew.

After hanging up the phone, Jingze frowned, put out his cigarette, and called his assistant.

"Find someone to check on Li Ziyan's situation over the past three months, as well as his financial expenses."