"Cheers, happy birthday to our beautiful Ziyue!"
"Thank you, thank you everyone, I really can't drink any more!"
Chen Ziyue said this with a dizzy head after drinking all night.
"Zi Yue is almost drunk, so let's stop drinking and go sing together later!" said a hot and beautiful woman in hot clothes.
"Yes, we're going to sing later. We must have a good time tonight and not go home until we're drunk!"
There was a lively sound in the box.
Chen Xiaobao took a quick glance and didn't care. It seemed that today was Chen Ziyue's birthday, and a group of her friends were celebrating her birthday.
Just as Chen Xiaobao was about to turn around to wash his face, he saw three men appear outside the box. The leading man was wearing a designer suit and had sleek hair. He had a scar on his face and looked quite ferocious.
"Hello, Brother Kun!"
The waiter who was serving wine came out just in time and when he saw the man he quickly bowed.
“Get out of the way!”
The man in the suit ignored him. The younger brother behind him pushed the waiter away, opened the door of the box, and let the man in the suit go in.
Brother Kun?
Could this guy be the Sang Kun?
Does Sang Kun know Chen Ziyue?
Chen Xiaobao took a look and felt curious.
This Sang Kun is not a good guy. How does Chen Ziyue know him?
"Miss Chen, we meet again?"
When Sang Kun walked into the box, his eyes fell straight on Chen Ziyue. Chen Ziyue had drunk a lot of wine, and her pretty face was flushed, making her look charming.
Coupled with her big breasts and plump buttocks, she was extremely attractive and Sang Kun couldn't take his eyes away.
Chen Ziyue is not only beautiful and has a good figure, but also a genuine rich second-generation. If he can win Chen Ziyue over, all the money in the Chen family in the future will be his, Sang Kun's money.
As for Chen Ziyue being already married, what's the big deal about being married? Divorce is much easier than marriage these days. Just let Chen Ziyue's useless husband get out of here.
"Who are you? Do we know you?"
A woman's boyfriend stood up and questioned dissatisfiedly.
"You bastard, are you blind? You don't even recognize our Brother Kun? This street is our Brother Kun's territory!" Sang Kun's younger brother slapped him and said ferociously.
The man sobered up immediately after being slapped. Seeing the three ferocious-looking men, he dared not say a word.
The others looked terrified. They had also heard of Sang Kun in Bar Street. He was not a good man. If they offended him, they might be kidnapped and forced to work as a prostitute.
"Zhou Kun, what are you doing? Don't hit anyone!"
Chen Ziyue quickly stood up and said.
Sang Kun's real name is Zhou Kun. Chen Ziyue did know Zhou Kun. To be exact, they had met a few times but were not familiar with each other at all. However, Zhou Kun had always wanted to show his courtesy to her, but Chen Ziyue avoided him.
I didn’t expect that Zhou Kun would find this place today.
"Did you hear me? We are all civilized people. What's the use of touching others?" Sang Kun slapped his younger brother on the back of the head and lectured him with glaring eyes.
"Yes, Brother Kun!"
The younger brother nodded quickly and smiled kindly.
But in the box, no one thought they were good people.
"Send the roses over here!"
After Sang Kun taught his younger brother a lesson, he gave another order. After a while, two waiters came over carrying a large bouquet of roses. The bouquet of roses was so large that even an adult could not hold it.
"Ms. Chen, happy birthday. These are 999 roses I specially prepared for you. I hope you like them!" Sang Kun said with a smile on his face, looking at Chen Ziyue lovingly.
Chen Ziyue's friends looked at each other in bewilderment. Roses are a symbol of love, and the meaning of 999 roses is even more obvious. But Chen Ziyue is already married, so is Sang Kun going to force Chen Ziyue to divorce?
Chen Ziyue's face looked very unhappy. If her husband knew about this, he would think that she was having an affair with some man outside.
"Zhou Kun, I'm sorry, I'm allergic to roses and I can't accept these roses!" Chen Ziyue looked unhappy and made up an excuse to reject Zhou Kun's love confession.
Sang Kun's face suddenly turned ugly.
"Ms. Chen, this bar street is our brother Kun's territory. There are so many people watching, and you don't even accept the roses. Aren't you giving our brother Kun no face?"
One of Sangkun's younger brothers looked on unhappily.
"That's right, and I'm allergic to roses. Isn't that a lame excuse?"
The younger brother next to him also said with a bad look.
At the door of the box, several of Sang Kun’s younger brothers surrounded him with sullen faces.
Chen Ziyue's friend turned pale with fear and quickly advised, "Ziyue, why don't you just accept the roses? After all, this is Mr. Zhou's kind gesture, so it's nothing to accept a rose!"
Accepting roses does not mean accepting a love confession.
Besides, accepting a rose doesn’t mean Chen Ziyue has to sleep with Zhou Kun, so what’s the big deal?
It's nothing more than that it would reach the ears of Chen Ziyue's husband and arouse his suspicion.
But if they don’t pay now, they might not be able to leave the bar.
this!
Chen Ziyue was hesitant and was about to reluctantly agree to accept the roses when she suddenly saw one of Sang Kun's followers holding out his cell phone and trying to record the scene.
Chen Ziyue immediately realized something was wrong. Sang Kun took the photo of her receiving the roses, obviously with a purpose. Maybe it was to show it to her husband, and then he would exaggerate it, which would definitely affect their relationship.
Chen Ziyue is a second-generation rich girl. She and her husband were campus sweethearts. From campus to wedding, they have a very good relationship. However, her husband's family background is ordinary, which is very different from Chen Ziyue's family. This also makes her husband feel inferior and sensitive. If the video of her accepting 999 roses is really taken to him, her husband will definitely be suspicious.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm really allergic to pollen, I can't accept these flowers!" Chen Ziyue still shook her head and firmly refused.
Sang Kun's face turned extremely ugly, and the scar on his face kept moving, as if he was about to get angry, which made Chen Ziyue's friends tremble with fear.
"Brother Kun, since Miss Chen is allergic to pollen, we can't force her. In my opinion, why don't you have a drink with Miss Chen and wish her a happy birthday. Miss Chen has already drunk so much, it's not likely that she will suddenly be allergic to alcohol!" One of Sang Kun's younger brothers suddenly said.
"That's right. Go get a bottle of red wine and I'll toast Miss Chen. Miss Chen, you won't refuse, will you? If you do, you'll be giving me, Zhou Kun, no face at all!"
Sang Kun nodded and said while staring at Chen Ziyue.
Chen Ziyue looked helpless and could only agree.
Sang Kun's younger brother turned around hurriedly, brought over a bottle of red wine, then quietly injected a little liquid into the red wine with a syringe, and then sealed the red wine again, making it look as if no one had touched it.
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