He Sirui instantly regained her senses and was about to shout when she saw Jiang Mianmian suddenly pull out a pistol and press it hard against her temple.
"What...what are you doing?"
"This is a gift for you, do you like it?" Jiang Mianmian sneered. "Although my dad's business has long since turned a profit, it seems that it still can't stop some people from gossiping!"
"Jiang Mianmian, you..."
"Since you just said I'm a gangster's daughter, I can't just accept that title for nothing, right?"
He Sirui's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest.
Jiang Mianmian curled her lips into a smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. The click of her cocking a bullet was particularly loud in the quiet and empty restroom.
He Sirui screamed in fright, her legs trembling, and she almost collapsed to the ground.
"It's a misunderstanding... a misunderstanding!" she explained in a trembling voice. "It's all a misunderstanding! Everyone was drunk just now, Mianmian, I... I didn't mean to say that, I..."
"Misunderstanding?" Jiang Mianmian flicked her wrist, using the gun to lift her chin. "You used my fiancé's cup in front of me, were you drunk too? You sat next to Junyu so close to him, were you drunk too?!"
He Sirui burst into tears instantly. She tried to hug Jiang Mianmian's leg, but Jiang pushed her away.
Jiang Mianmian played with the pistol back and forth, then smiled and said, "You don't know how to use this gun, do you? Let me teach you!"
"don't want--"
He Sirui knelt on the ground, holding her head, completely lacking the arrogance she had shown in the private room.
Jiang Mianmian looked at her with disdain.
I thought he was some kind of tough guy, but it turns out he's just a paper tiger.
There was actually only one bullet in the gun.
She carried the pistol for self-defense, not to cause trouble. She had originally thought that in case of any unforeseen circumstances, one bullet would be enough to intimidate others. Besides, Ah Yi had men guarding the outside, so nothing would happen to her.
So even if you accidentally pull the trigger after loading the gun, the bullet won't fire.
But it was precisely this kind of gun that terrified He Sirui so much that she wet herself.
Jiang Mianmian curled her lips into a cold smile, took a deep breath, and seeing that He Sirui had almost learned her lesson, decided to end the game.
She slowly raised her hand, but before she could put the gun back in her bag, someone suddenly opened the door!
Jiang Mianmian was startled and turned to look. "Who?"
A cleaner came in from outside.
Jiang Mianmian was stunned for a moment. She had locked the bathroom door when she came in.
However, it's not surprising that the cleaner has a key to the place.
She gasped, knowing it wouldn't be good if others saw the gun. But just as she was about to put it away, He Sirui seized the opportunity to grab Jiang Mianmian's hand and shoved her hard!
Jiang Mianmian lost her grip, and the pistol fell to the ground with a thud!
The pistol landed in front of the cleaner, who glanced at it and her expression suddenly changed.
He Sirui screamed and rushed forward to grab it, but just then the cleaner raised her foot and kicked her wrist! He Sirui screamed in pain, and before she could react, the gun was pressed against her head again.
This time, it was the cleaning lady...
Jiang Mianmian was stunned, her heart pounding.
The cleaner looked young and thin, with a pointed chin peeking out from under her baseball cap, and her work clothes were loose on her.
But those eyes, like those of a wolf in the snow, exuded a chilling aura.
Jiang Mianmian tried her best to calm herself down and clear her chaotic mind.
"you……"
Before the words were finished, the cleaner coldly uttered a single word, "Get out."
This word was spoken to He Sirui.
He Sirui screamed and rushed out, fleeing for her life.
While Jiang Mianmian was in a daze, the cleaner quickly chased after her. He Sirui was caught up by her after only a few steps, and then she nimbly stretched out a foot, causing He Sirui to fall heavily!
"What...what exactly do you want?" He Sirui cried. "You, are you a member of the Lu family? Jiang Mianmian! I've already apologized to you, what more do you want?"
Jiang Mianmian also ran over and stood behind the two of them.
He Sirui was in a disheveled state, supporting herself on the ground as she backed away, her body trembling uncontrollably, crying out in a hoarse voice.
The cleaner remained unusually calm, took a rag from his pocket, and stuffed it into her mouth.
"You're too noisy."
"Ugh..." He Sirui struggled frantically.
"Don't mention this pistol to anyone, understand?"
He Sirui's eyes widened.
Even Jiang Mianmian was stunned.
The cleaning lady chased after them, her real intention being to prevent anyone from knowing she possessed a handgun. After all, the Lu family was now running a legitimate business, and if this got out, their reputation would likely be damaged.
But Jiang Mianmian searched her memory thoroughly and couldn't recall ever having any interaction with this person...
Then why did she help her?
He Sirui was terrified and had no choice but to nod and agree, whimpering.
The cleaner removed the rag from her mouth.
He Sirui practically scrambled away from that place.
Jiang Mianmian's heart was pounding.
This corridor, located outside the restrooms, is a relatively secluded spot in the bar.
She had no idea what this mysterious cleaner was up to. She was clearly a little girl, not even as tall as Jiang Mianmian, but the coldness emanating from her very bones seemed to shroud the entire corridor in a low-pressure atmosphere.
If the cleaner wanted to lay a hand on her, even if Ah Yi and the others broke in, it would probably be too late.
Jiang Mianmian bit her lip, her body stiffened, and she clenched her fists involuntarily.
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