When Jing Weiyang finally stood in front of the bathroom mirror and touched up her lipstick in front of the beautiful woman with watery, misty eyes, she was still a little weak.
She cursed inwardly, "Shen Yu really is a madman!"
Then he turned and went out.
It was obvious that the private room was still filled with young masters spending money like water and living a life of debauchery. Jing Weiyang paused, suddenly feeling a little reluctant to go back.
Judging from the situation, Shen Yu will definitely be staying up all night; she's just a decorative vase here...
Or should she secretly run away?
"Found you!"
A rough, drunken voice suddenly rang out. Jing Weiyang subconsciously turned around and saw a figure charging towards her.
The strong smell of alcohol hit her face, and she screamed in fright, hurriedly backing away. But then her beautiful but flimsy slender high heels broke down.
A sharp pain shot through her ankle, and Jing Weiyang paused, unable to dodge in time before her wrist was grabbed.
"You wretched woman, I've finally found you!"
Zhou Han's eyes were bloodshot as he gripped her wrist tightly. The stench of alcohol mixed with the sour smell of vomit wafted over, making Jing Weiyang almost cry.
"It hurts! Let go of me!"
She struggled to break free, but found she couldn't shake them off no matter what she did.
"You slut, if you follow Shen Yu, I'll beat you to death!"
The next moment, he raised his hand and slapped Jing Weiyang hard across the face.
Jing Weiyang's face turned deathly pale, and she froze on the spot...
When the bodyguard came in to deliver the message, Shen Yu was killing the people on the table, who were screaming in agony.
When he saw the bodyguard approaching, his handsome brows furrowed slightly.
After the bodyguard finished speaking,
The wine glass in Shen Yu's hand slammed onto the glass table with a "crack," and the atmosphere in the room instantly froze.
Before anyone could react, they saw Young Master Shen suddenly get up from the sofa, his imposing figure seemingly concealing a chilling murderous aura.
It wasn't until the door to the private room slammed shut that everyone belatedly came to their senses, exchanging bewildered glances, unsure of what had happened.
When Shen Yu saw the woman standing guard beside him, her eyes glistening with tears, looking pitiful, a huge wave surged in his heart, as if it could overturn the sky.
The anger and tension surging in his chest at that moment were intense emotions he had never experienced in over twenty years.
His icy eyes glared fiercely at the slender, graceful figure, as if trying to imprint her into his very bones.
When Jing Weiyang turned around after hearing the bodyguard's reminder, before she could see anything clearly, a coat still warm from a man's body was placed on her shoulders.
The next moment she fell into an embrace that smelled of smoke and alcohol.
It was a smell she had never liked, but at this moment it inexplicably made her feel very safe.
Jing Weiyang sniffed, and called out in a soft, aggrieved voice, "Husband~"
The man chuckled softly, his voice deep and sexy.
"How are you? Are you hurt?"
Jing Weiyang gently shook her head, but her eyes were fixed on her hands.
Shen Yu followed her gaze, and the next moment his face darkened, a violent glint flashing in his dark eyes.
He took her slender, pale wrist and placed a light kiss on the glaring red mark.
Then, suddenly bending down, he swept her up in his arms amidst Jin Weiyang's gasp of surprise.
Jing Weiyang wrapped her arms around Shen Yu's neck, her expression innocent and bewildered: "Husband?"
"fine,"
Shen Yu smiled slightly at her, his expression unusually gentle, "Husband will take you home."
However, when he turned his head to look at the drunkard, who was pinned in the corner, covered in wounds and looking utterly disheveled, his voice was indescribably cruel and cold:
"Just don't kill him."
Zhou Han was stunned when she heard those words. She wanted to beg for mercy, but her mouth was gagged and she was dragged into the men's restroom next door...
On the way to the underground garage, looking at the man's cold profile, Jing Weiyang suddenly felt a little scared. She asked softly, "Are you angry?"
Shen Yu paused for a moment, but did not answer.
In an instant, Jing Weiyang felt a chill in her heart. She was doomed; she had angered the male lead again. She was doomed this time.
Until she returned to the villa, Jing Weiyang felt that she was doomed tonight.
However, the truth is that the male lead is surprisingly gentle, cherishing her and making her his one and only little princess.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
