Yuan Xi suddenly raised her head. Her hair was very messy and her clothes could barely cover her body.
His delicate face was expressionless.
His gaze was icy.
“Song Guiran, I did it voluntarily.”
Every word was spoken clearly.
Her words were like heavy stones, pressing down on him so hard he could barely breathe.
Song Guiran stood frozen in place, staring at her in disbelief.
She's lying!
She actually lied to him!
She doesn't like him and has rejected him repeatedly, but now she's even helping someone else deceive him!
"Did you hear that? She did it voluntarily; I didn't force her."
"But you, Young Master Song, suddenly barged into my private room, beat up my men, and ruined my plans. Tell me, how should we settle this score?"
The bald man's sinister tone shows that he has truly become famous.
Song Guiran clenched her teeth, staring straight at Yuan Xi without saying a word.
Seeing his emotional state, the manager said helplessly, "Young Master Song, this is your fault. In that case, Changying will not interfere. Do you need me to inform Young Master Song?"
Changying has always had its own rules.
We have never tolerated troublemakers.
However, they will not interfere if it is a personal feud between the two parties.
This is a businessman's duty.
"Don't tell my brother." Song Guiran's voice was a little hoarse, her eyes were red, and her hands hanging at her sides gradually loosened.
I didn't look at Yuan Xi again.
He knew he had been tricked.
He fell into a trap.
This matter must not be known to my family.
Otherwise, Yuan Xi...
You'll die.
Heh~
Song Guiran gave a mocking smirk. Even at this point, he was still thinking of her and protecting her.
That's really shameless.
He took out his phone and dialed Mu Xiaocheng's number.
Right now, Mu Xiaocheng has just finished updating her comic and is hungry.
Ji Huaishen didn't come back either, and with no one to cook for her, she could only go downstairs to find something to eat to fill her stomach.
I had just gotten downstairs when I received a call from Song Guiran.
Song Guiran's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sister Xiaocheng, I'm in trouble."
His voice was unusually calm, hoarse, more like disheartened than calm.
Upon hearing this, Mu Xiaocheng's heart tightened, and she immediately asked, "Where are you?"
"Always win".
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When Mu Xiaocheng arrived at Changying, she saw Song Guiran leaning against the wall, his face bruised, his lip cut, the bloodstains dried, and his clothes dirty.
His jet-black hair was damp, making him look quite disheveled.
"Little turtle."
Mu Xiaocheng quickly stepped forward and stared at him, asking, "Are you alright? Can you still hold on?"
Upon seeing Mu Xiaocheng and hearing her words, Song Guiran, a man over six feet tall, suddenly felt like crying.
Sister Xiao Cheng is the best.
Upon seeing him, the first thing I said wasn't a question or anything else, but rather concern for his injuries.
He shook his head: "I'm fine."
When the bar manager saw Mu Xiaocheng arrive, he nodded to her and said, "Miss Mu, now that you're here, you two families should resolve this matter amicably. I'll get back to work now."
"Thank you," Mu Xiaocheng said to the manager.
She understands the rules of winning consistently.
The manager had been standing here for so long, waiting for her to arrive, which was actually to help her protect Song Guiran.
The person who always wins is here, so that person doesn't dare to make a move.
Mu Xiaocheng raised her eyes and looked at the group of people in the private room.
His gaze fell on the bald man: "Are you the boss?"
Her tone was icy, and her eyes were terrifying.
The bald man raised an eyebrow arrogantly: "Yes."
Mu Xiaocheng approached him without the slightest fear.
She grabbed a beer bottle from the table and, without warning, smashed it over the man's head.
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