Wan Qianqian nodded with satisfaction, her eyes full of approval, and silently gave her an evaluation: "She is teachable."
Then, they tacitly moved on to the next one.
This thing in front of me...
Wan Qianqian tilted her head back, staring at the unfamiliar face with curiosity and doubt in her eyes. She couldn't recognize who he looked like. She only felt that he was very tall, like a towering mountain standing in front of her, with no end in sight. But the powerful and oppressive aura emanating from him was even more terrifying than that of her older brother.
The final conclusion was: "It's alright, but it might cause some indigestion. Can we just skip it?"
Su Yuxi didn't know if she had heard anything; her gaze was fixed on that face. Wan Qianqian couldn't recognize it, but Su Yuxi felt that the face looked very familiar.
Hmm... His indifferent and self-assured expression, his long, flowing hair like a waterfall, and his deep and terrifying aura conjured up a handsome face in her muddled mind.
Huo: "I remember now."
She immediately reached out and pulled the dazed Wan Qianqian closer, her face flushed and looking extremely aggrieved. She pointed at Fu Huaijin and said, "Qianqian, this is the man I told you about. He's the one who... is trying to scam me out of a meal."
"That's outrageous! He just gave me a ride and now he's trying to extort a dinner from me."
She had never treated anyone to a meal before, and this man she had only met twice was trying to extort money from her. Just thinking about how much money it would cost to treat someone to a meal made her realize how much it would cost.
And...and...
She gently tugged at her collar, revealing the bite marks on her fair, jade-like shoulder. Now that she had applied medicine, the redness and swelling around the wound had gradually subsided, but it still ached faintly.
Recalling the fear and helplessness she felt at that time, her eyes instantly filled with tears. An unspeakable grievance and sorrow welled up in her heart, like a child who had found an adult to rely on and began to complain: "He bit me too."
"It hurts so much."
Wan Qianqian was furious when she saw the mark. She pointed at Fu Huaijin and shouted, "You brat, how dare you bite my precious baby? You don't want to live anymore! Don't you even know my name as the little tyrant of Shengjing? Let me tell you, you're dead!"
"I'll get my older brother to deal with you when I get back." After uttering those harsh words, she let out a loud burp.
A subtle tension hung in the air, as if a storm was about to break.
Fu Huaijin glanced sideways, his eyes glancing at the person beside him with a hint of mockery in his expression, as if asking: I'm waiting for you to clean up this mess.
Wan Chengyan pursed his thin lips, his hands behind his back, his expression arrogant and cold. He was trying his best to restrain the urge to slap his sister to death.
He knew he couldn't reason with the drunkard, so he could only direct his anger at the few half-undressed male models.
These people were just ordinary people who had never seen such a scene before. Their eyes were filled with astonishment, and the sheer aura of these people alone had frightened them quite a bit.
The man in front glared at them, and they felt a strong sense of oppression. Before he could even tell them to leave, they wisely got up and left.
When Wan Qianqian saw that her male models had run away, she panicked and staggered after them, trying to catch them. But as soon as she took a step, someone grabbed her neck from behind.
She screamed in pain, flailing her arms as if trying to punch the person behind her: "Which bastard dared to pinch me? You're asking for it..."
In her current drunken state, her punches are weak and powerless; she couldn't even kill a mosquito.
Wan Chengyan was still furious about his sister hiring male models, and he was even more enraged by her outrageous remarks. He showed no mercy and grabbed her flailing hands in a few quick moves.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."
"Xi Xi, save me!" Wan Qianqian tried to break free from the restraints, but as soon as she moved her hands, it felt like they were about to break.
Upon seeing her sister being bullied, Su Yuxi didn't hesitate at all. She immediately raised her leg and kicked Wan Chengyan, shouting, "Let her go, don't touch Qianqian!"
As a result, she forgot that she was wearing a skirt and high heels. She had only lifted one foot halfway when the other foot lost its footing, and she instantly lost her balance and fell straight to the side.
If no one had pulled her up at that moment, she would have definitely fallen flat on her face.
Wan Chengyan was holding one in his hand and subconsciously wanted to pull her, but he was a step too slow. At the critical moment, the man next to him reacted even faster than him.
Su Yuxi only felt a strong arm wrap around her waist and pull her back.
Terrified, she squeezed her eyes shut. As the world spun around her, her forehead slammed against a hard, fleshy wall. She cried out in pain and was thrown back by a bouncy force. But her survival instinct made her reach out wildly, trying to grab onto whatever was in front of her.
Just as she was about to fly away, she finally grabbed a lifeline.
Moreover, the smell of this straw felt strangely familiar. She hugged it tightly, sniffing it like a little puppy. When she realized that the straw was consciously trying to leave her, she panicked and clung to the person in front of her with all her might, refusing to let go no matter what.
Fu Huaijin's brows furrowed, and he lowered his eyes to look at the woman clinging to him tightly: "Let go."
He spoke coldly, emanating a chilling aura, his deep, dark eyes flashing with a dangerous coldness.
The person standing next to him gasped in shock.
This Mr. Fu absolutely hates women throwing themselves at him; the last person who did is probably feeding sharks somewhere in the ocean now.
"Quickly, pull her down!" A command from behind snapped the stunned crowd out of their daze.
The people behind her frantically tried to pull Su Yuxi's arm down.
The more they pulled, the tighter Su Yuxi clung to him. She was like a tenacious vine, her legs wrapped tightly around his lean waist, her arms gripping his neck tightly. The more they pulled, the tighter she clung to him.
After a few rounds, they dared not go any further, fearing that if they used any more force they would strangle the young master to death.
"Don't pull me, don't pull me." Su Yuxi seemed to have thought of something sad. After cursing them a few times, she suddenly burst into tears: "Waaah... Grandpa, don't leave me. I won't slack off anymore. Don't leave me."
"Don't send me away."
"I won't sleep in anymore, I won't catch chickens anymore, I'll be good." Su Yuxi sobbed uncontrollably, her soft voice like a withered leaf in the autumn wind, swaying aimlessly. Each humble plea was heartbreaking, every syllable piercing the heart and evoking pity.
Everyone was now in a dilemma; the scene looked like a group of grown men were bullying a little girl.
"You bunch of bastards, let go of Xixi, I'll fight you to the death!" Hearing her sister crying so sadly, Wan Qianqian endured the pain and wanted to rush over to save her.
However, the hand on her neck tightened its grip, as if it would snap her neck if she moved even slightly.
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