When I looked closer, I realized it was a girl, someone I'd met briefly earlier that evening.
Feng Zidie suddenly said in a fierce tone, "How could you have fallen into depravity too!"
The words, "How did you also fall into depravity?" made Ning Qiluo slowly clench her hands.
Feng Zidie's fierce tone softened: "Why did you choose this path? It's a very dark path, really."
Ning Qiluo replied, "I haven't fallen into depravity."
Upon hearing this, Feng Zidie was taken aback for a moment, and then she was actually somewhat happy for her: "That's good, don't fall into depravity. This road is very dark and has no end. This cliff is very deep, once you fall, you can't climb back up."
After saying that, she stood up, went to the sink, turned on the tap, and washed her mouth with water.
After washing her mouth, she spat it out, stood up, and smiled, becoming that arrogant peacock again. She bent her elbow and pointed at her with her fingertips: "Make way, I have a sugar daddy now, so don't offend me, or I'll play you."
As she walked away from Ning Qiluo, Ning Qiluo grabbed her wrist, which was pointing at her.
Feng Zidie muttered, "Let go."
Ning Qiluo, with a strength she didn't know she possessed, pulled Feng Zidie over, forcing her to step back and press her back against the edge of the sink. She approached her and asked coldly, "What did that greasy man do to you?"
You can try to forget it quickly, but it can be brought up again.
Feng Zidie's mind was filled with the disgusting thing that had just happened. The taste in her mouth hadn't dissipated yet. A chill ran down her spine, her stomach felt acidic, and she wanted to gag.
He pushed Ning Qiluo away, turned around, and started gagging at the sink.
His face was extremely pale.
It only vomited some acidic fluid.
After vomiting, Feng Zidie turned on the tap to wipe her mouth and straightened up. Turning around, she forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and said to Ning Qiluo, "What's there to talk about? It's all the same old thing, nothing to worry about."
Feng Zidie could feign indifference in her tone, but her face betrayed it; it was filled with disgust.
But he stubbornly said, "You'll understand when you have a sugar daddy in the future. But I hope your sugar daddy won't be as disgusting as him, and I hope you'll find a lucky sugar daddy."
Feng Zidie was serious when he said that last sentence.
Ning Qiluo realized that while she hadn't suffered any physical harm, the psychological impact must have been severe. Ultimately, it was a high-profile dinner party; the man wouldn't have actually done anything.
Ning Qiluo pulled Feng Zidie out of the bathroom.
"Ah... what happened?"
Feng Zidie was so focused on retching inside that she was unaware of what was happening outside.
Seeing this scene upon coming out, are we about to be robbed?
Why is Mr. Huang still under control?
“Miss Seven.” The man in black stepped forward.
Ning Qiluo hadn't let go of Feng Zidie's hand when she saw Huang Jinrong staring at her with a look of fear on his face. Ning Qiluo felt a lump in her throat that she couldn't let out.
Slap him in the mouth.
The three words came out of Ning Qiluo's mouth.
The people around were startled.
Slap him in the face? Slap whose face?
The man in black nodded: "Understood."
Huang Jinrong, who was being held up, looked terrified: "What are you doing? What are you going to do? I haven't offended you, have I? You dare to lay a hand on me, you dare..."
The man in black doesn't waste words.
Just as they were about to take action, Ning Qiluo suddenly called out, "Forget it."
Everyone looked at Ning Qiluo, including Feng Zidie.
When she heard the mongrel say that someone should slap Huang Jinrong in the mouth, she stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com