Chapter 103 Pinching Her Again
When Sang Ruo's back hit the wall, her entire spine ached.
When she looked up at the man in front of her, she saw the crimson aura in his eyes. He was like a wolf walking in the night, extremely fierce, staring intently at his prey.
The warm yellow light in the emergency exit shone on Sang Ruo's face, but there was no trace of gentleness in it: "I owe him a meal, and today I'm just treating him to a meal."
Bo Jinzhou quickly approached, looking down at her condescendingly: "You think I'd believe that?"
Believe it or not, it's up to you!
Sang Ruo didn't intend to pay him any attention and planned to leave.
Bo Jinzhou suddenly growled, "Did I say you could leave?"
Sang Ruo still didn't stop, her eyes growing colder, her wrist still reaching for the doorknob.
But before her hand could even touch the doorknob, her other wrist was grabbed from the side.
The next second, she was pulled back against the wall.
Bo Jin extended his hand with its distinct knuckles and instantly grabbed her neck, his face full of anger: "Sang Ruo, tell me honestly, do you have some kind of shady relationship with my uncle in private?"
Sang Ruo's heart leaped into her throat, and her back stiffened for a moment.
She looked up and their eyes met, but she didn't say a word.
“My mom called me a few days ago and said that my uncle came out of my room with you. Shouldn’t you explain to me what’s going on?”
Bo Jinzhou's hand, which was gripping her neck, continued to tighten its grip.
Sang Ruo felt a sharp pain in her neck, and her breathing became labored.
But she still spoke up to explain, "I've already explained this to her, but since you're curious, I can explain it to you as well!"
“That day, you and I had an argument in the room. You were choking me like this. After you left to answer the phone, my uncle just came in to check on me, that’s all! Weren’t you there that day? Don’t you know what happened?”
Bo Jinzhou frowned slightly, seemingly not quite believing her words.
But the grip on her neck loosened slightly.
"Let go!" Sang Ruo's face was already turning red, and her breathing was becoming increasingly labored. "I told you to let go, did you hear me?"
She reached out and tried to pry the man's hands off her neck.
For a fleeting second, I even wondered if Bo Jinzhou really wanted to strangle her.
Bo Jinzhou suddenly tightened his grip, and due to excessive anger, the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.
He suddenly leaned close to Sang Ruo's ear and whispered, "You are still my wife in name only. You must not do anything to betray me, or I will not let you off the hook, especially not with my uncle!"
Just then, the sound of high heels came from outside the door.
"Jinzhou, Jinzhou..."
Where are you?
Sang Ruo mustered all her strength, lifted her foot, and kicked the door hard.
"Bang--"
The loud sound of the door being kicked echoed in my ears.
A few seconds later, the sound of high heels outside the door grew closer.
Bo Jinzhou had no choice but to finally release her.
Sang Ruo's entire body continued to fall, and the moment he opened the door, he saw Liang Yuxin standing outside.
Sang Ruo grabbed Bo Jinzhou's arm and bit him hard.
She hid behind the door, and Liang Yuxin couldn't see her at all, nor could she see the arm that Sang Ruo was biting.
Bo Jinzhou frowned slightly, almost crying out in pain.
"Jinzhou, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Bo Jinzhou's furrowed brows, Liang Yuxin glanced at her with concern.
When Sang Ruo felt it was about time, she released the man's hand.
Bo Jinzhou glanced back at her and glared at her, but ultimately opened the door and left.
Sang Ruo leaned against the wall, her gaze fixed on the stairs ahead, her eyes gradually darkening.
Memories of the past kept flashing through my mind...
That dull ache spread to her heart again.
Suddenly, a crazy idea popped into her head.
The sapling that had just been cut off grew wildly, like weeds.
She straightened up, quickly reached out her hand, placed it on the doorknob, opened the door, and walked outside without hesitation.
Before returning to the restaurant, Sang Ruo made a special trip to the restroom.
I examined my neck carefully. Although it was very red, there were no other marks.
After the redness on her neck had completely faded, she strode quickly toward where Bo Jinyan was.
Sang Ruo returned to the dining table, pulled out a chair, sat down, and looked up at Bo Jinyan across from her.
The man looked at her with a complex expression: "What did he say to you?"
Sang Ruo's heart suddenly jumped to her throat, and the hand that was holding the wet wipe paused slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly placed the wet wipe in her hand on the table, then looked up at Bo Jinyan: "Mr. Bo, I want to drink."
Upon hearing this, Bo Jinyan, sitting opposite him, suddenly trembled slightly on his upper eyelashes, a faint look of surprise appearing in his eyes.
His eyes darkened, and then he said thoughtfully, "Why do you suddenly want to drink?"
Sang Ruo is not a strong drinker; she gets drunk after just one cup.
He still vividly remembers the reactions she made in front of him after the first two times they drank.
It would probably be inappropriate to give her alcohol at this critical juncture.
Seeing her resolute expression, he finally softened for a moment.
"There's no reason, I just really wanted to drink it..."
Sang Ruo spoke in a calm tone, picked up the knife and fork on the table, and continued cutting her steak.
Bo Jinyan glanced at her beautiful features, and finally raised his head and snapped his fingers at a nearby waiter.
A few minutes later, a bottle of not-too-strong foreign liquor was placed on the table.
Before Bo Jinyan could even pick up his cup, Sang Ruo took it to her own side and began pouring wine for them.
After seeing her fill her glass more than halfway with wine, the man suddenly chuckled softly, "Miss Sang, are you sure you want to drink this much?"
"You underestimated me the first two times. This time, I'll definitely show you my true drinking capacity!"
Sang Ruo handed one of the glasses of wine to the man, her eyes filled with unwavering confidence.
"This liquor isn't very strong, but with your alcohol tolerance, you'll probably be passed out after just a few sips." Bo Jinyan's thin lips couldn't help but curl upwards slightly: "Are you sure you want to drink it?"
Sang Ruo stated bluntly, "I'm sure!"
Her expression, like her tone, was exceptionally firm.
Seeing the look in her eyes, Bo Jinyan finally reached out and took the wine glass.
Her body paused slightly when his cold fingertips touched hers.
She quickly pulled her hand back and then picked up her glass of wine.
Just as she was about to tilt her head back and drink, a deep male voice suddenly came from across the table: "Wait."
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