Of course not!
She was almost screaming.
However, Jing Weiyang quickly noticed the male lead's strange expression.
He didn't seem that angry.
Jing Weiyang's eyes darted around, and she made a decision in an instant.
"Of course not, he's lying!"
A sweet, soft voice, completely different from the previous cold one, rang out.
Zhou Han only felt a fragrant breeze brush past him before he saw the icy beauty in front of him rush into the arms of the man he hated most in his life, like a weary bird returning to its nest.
Shen Yu naturally opened his arms and embraced her.
"This guy is so weird. I don't even know him, but he insisted on buying me drinks. I couldn't get rid of him, he's so annoying!"
Jing Weiyang nestled against Shen Yu's chest, pouting and complaining with a mix of genuine and feigned grievance. In any case, it was best to be the one to accuse first.
From a young age, her brother said she was a clever little devil. She was good at playing the innocent and being cunning when she did something wrong. Whenever she noticed that the other party was even slightly lax, she would immediately seize the opportunity to make it impossible for anyone to blame her.
This time will be no exception.
A faint fragrance wafted into Shen Yu's nostrils, causing his mind to go blank for a moment.
Even though he knew the little liar was lying again, he couldn't help but be moved when he saw her nestled obediently in his arms.
That's right, that's exactly it.
As long as Jing Weiyang is willing to stay obediently in his arms for the rest of her life, no matter how willful or reckless she is, even if she causes a huge disaster, he, the young prince, has the ability and skill to make amends for her.
As long as she behaves well and belongs only to him.
Shen Yu smiled slowly, reaching out to brush away a stray strand of hair that had fallen across Jing Weiyang's cheek. His expression remained elegant and composed, but his words were extremely blunt:
"If you don't want to drink, then don't. My woman, Chen Yu, isn't someone anyone can just buy drinks for."
"Shen Yu, what the hell do you mean?"
Zhou Han suddenly stood up, but before she could move, a black-clad bodyguard who appeared out of nowhere slammed her down onto the glass coffee table.
A short scream came from the side, startling the onlookers.
Shen Yu's expression was indifferent, like a heartless god or Buddha who looked down on all living beings. His slender, pale fingers pointed to a row of high-proof liquor that was clearly still unopened, and he slowly spoke:
"Since Young Master Zhou enjoys treating people to drinks so much, let him drink to his heart's content. He's not leaving until he finishes all of this."
As soon as he finished speaking, two more men in black came out from behind and forced Zhou Han to drink.
This scene shocked many people, but no one dared to speak up and stop it.
Jing Weiyang was stunned as she watched Zhou Han being forced to drink, and she even felt a slight pang of sympathy for him.
She dares to mess with even the male lead; isn't that just courting death?
Just then, a cool voice rang in my ears: "Is it pretty?"
She shuddered, her survival instincts kicking in, and frantically shook her head, exclaiming, "It's not pretty! You're the prettiest, honey!"
Her long, butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Jing Weiyang clung to Chen Yu's arm, acting coquettishly.
"Honey, what brings you here? Are you here to take me home?"
She pretended not to know anything and said with a smile, "Shall we go back then?"
However, Shen Yu wasn't buying it. He slowly pulled his arm away from hers, and amidst the girl's bewildered gaze, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, his smile unchanged.
"I'm here to have fun, honey, come with me."
Jing Weiyang's smile froze for a moment:
What's causing this inexplicable sense of dread?
Shen Yu half-forced and half-intimidated the little woman in his arms, who was cowering like a dumpling, and led her upstairs. The others followed in a chorus.
Lan Yu was a step too late. Looking at Zhou Han, who was being forced to drink alcohol on the ground, a thoughtful expression appeared between his brows.
Normally, Yu-ge wouldn't even exchange a single word with such scum, but today he made so many exceptions.
He cares for his sister-in-law more than just a little bit!
Only after the group disappeared from sight did Chai Zhizi sneak out from behind the bar with a glass of wine and return to her table.
She wiped the sweat from her brow.
Damn it, she almost got exposed again!
Looking down at Zhou, who was about to vomit, she felt both disgust and pity. Of all people to mess with, why did he have to mess with Young Master Shen? Wasn't he just asking for death?
Is that guy someone anyone can mess with?
It's only been a few years of peace, and he's already forgotten how violent and cruel that guy was when he came back from studying abroad and entered the Shen family business?
Tsk, none of those who play with capital are good people.
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