The young man was caught off guard, and his pupils suddenly dilated when his neck was suddenly grabbed. He reached out to pull Zhuang Rongjun's hand away, but the latter was too strong.
"Ms. Zhuang, please spare me..." The words were squeezed out of his throat with difficulty, his eyes were full of fear. He never expected that the person who let him snuggle in her arms docilely in the last second would be so violent in the next second.
He clearly saw murderous intent in the eyes of the woman in front of him.
His vision went dark and the fear of death enveloped him. He was scared. He didn't even understand what he had done wrong to make the woman want to kill him.
"Miss, let go, he is dying." Qiu Shuang knew that something was wrong when the young man approached Zhuang Rongjun. Sure enough, seeing the blood red gradually rising in Zhuang Rongjun's eyes, Qiu Shuang couldn't help but shiver.
Qiu Shuang's words brought Zhuang Rongjun back to his senses a little. Zhuang Rongjun threw the boy to the ground with a flick of his hand.
The young man covered his neck and kept coughing in pain. Even though he had survived the disaster, there was still fear in his eyes.
"Why don't you get out of here quickly?" Qiu Shuang said.
The boy quickly stood up, and the boys who had danced with him before also left in a hurry with fear on their faces.
Qiu Shuang immediately went to fetch some water. Zhuang Rongjun lay on the soft couch with his eyes closed.
When he opened his eyes again, the blood red in Zhuang Rongjun's eyes had disappeared, and his face was expressionless.
He carefully wiped the area that the boy had just touched, threw the handkerchief into the basin, raised his lips and said, "Go out."
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The carriage drove along the street and finally stopped in front of a small shabby house.
Zhuang Rongjun got off the carriage and before entering the house, he heard the shrill laughter of the man and woman inside.
The aura around her became even colder.
The little shabby house is just like its name, shabby and small.
There is only one room. Once you push the door open and walk in, you can easily see everything inside.
I saw a young man lying on his side on the kang, holding a wine jar in his hand. His posture was casual and unfocused, his cheeks were flushed from being drunk, and his eyes, as clear as autumn water, were blurred. Just a slight raise of his eyes and a blink of his eyes could make people feel itchy.
Next to him was the middle-aged woman whom Zhuang Rongjun had just met not long ago. She was very close to the boy. She had also drunk some wine, her cheeks were red, and her face was wretched. When she looked at the boy, her eyes were shining, just like a starving wolf seeing fat meat, and it seemed that saliva was flowing from her mouth.
Even so, the young man remained indifferent, as if he approved of the middle-aged woman's behavior.
Zhuang Rongjun's face turned completely pale, complex emotions were churning violently in his chest, and a faint bloodshot was visible in his eyes.
Her appearance startled the middle-aged woman who was about to do something. Looking at this unexpected guest, she looked very unhappy. "Who are you? Are you here to see Liansheng too? You're late. Liansheng has already agreed to accompany me tonight. Come back tomorrow."
Zhuang Rongjun glanced over coldly, and the middle-aged woman's scalp tingled for a moment. If she had been sober in the past, she would have definitely seen from Zhuang Rongjun's clothes and her demeanor that she was either rich or noble and should not be provoked. But she had drunk a lot of wine at this time and was drunk. She only thought about doing things and had long thrown reason out of her mind.
Seeing that Zhuang Rongjun didn't leave immediately, he cursed: "Get out of here quickly."
"Take her away and cut off her tongue." Zhuang Rongjun said lightly with an expressionless face.
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