Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

"You..." The man was so angry that he clenched his wine glass tightly, and grabbed Song Qianxi's hand again, "Woman, don't be shameless, I will give you another [-] after drinking this glass of wine, and you may not earn it in a year." The money."

The man smiled contemptuously, looking up and down Song Qianxi's clothes.

She was dressed plainly, with brand names on every part of her body, which seemed a bit abrupt in a noble bar.

"Drink quickly, Ji Shao can invite you to drink, you are lucky in three lives!"

"Yes, this is what all women dream of."

The little follower beside the man urged.

discipline……

Hearing this surname, Song Qianxi couldn't help but look at him. He looks average, and his whole body exudes the aura of a nouveau riche that "my family is rich". The same surname is Ji, so why is there such a big difference!

The man was aware of Song Qianxi's gaze, and a sense of superiority emerged spontaneously.

Women, few can resist the temptation of money.

He couldn't wait for Song Qianxi to bow and flatter him.

Song Qianxi narrowed her eyes, her dislike for him deepened, and she shook off his hand again, "Although my sister is poor, she is poor and has a backbone, I'd better save the hundred thousand for you to see!"

Insinuating that the man is mentally ill, many onlookers couldn't help but sneer.

The man instantly felt ashamed, his face turned blue and red, and he said forcefully: "This glass of wine, you have to drink it if you don't want it!" He glanced at the little followers, and the two little followers stepped forward and pressed Song Qianxi's shoulders .

Song Qianxi's expression changed, "Let me go!"

"Of course I'll let you go after drinking this glass of wine." The man squeezed Song Qianxi's chin, and smiled wickedly.

However, the situation suddenly changed.

A strong hand grabbed the man's hand holding Song Qianxi's chin. The man frowned in pain and screamed, "Ah, it hurts so much, who are you? Let go of me, be careful, I will beat you to death !"

Chu Muhan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and when he exerted force on his hands, he heard a 'click'. The man screamed, and the wine glass fell and fell to the ground. Chu Muhan felt that it was not enough, and kicked the man's leg.

The man knelt on the ground with a puff, kneeling on the debris, and blood oozed out instantly.

"what--"

The man howled terribly.

In an instant, the bar music stopped and there was no sound.

"Ji Shao..."

The two followers who controlled Song Qianxi stepped forward to help the man, but were frightened away by Chu Muhan's look.

Chu Muhan looked down upon the man condescendingly, with contemptuous eyes.

"You like to force people to drink so much, then you can drink as much as you want at once!"

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Several waiters placed wine in front of the man, ten bottles of 40-degree vodka.

"These wines are the shareholders of the bar, that is, this Miss Song invited you to drink."

Hearing this, Song Qianxi was astonished, and the other onlookers were also shocked.

A girl dressed so plainly is...a shareholder of Yemei Bar? ! ! !

It's true that the rich pretend to be poor, and the poor pretend to be rich, and they will no longer look down on people when they are killed!

Fortunately, they were just watching the show and didn't encourage them.

The man shook his head, "I don't drink."

"When Miss Song said she wouldn't drink, you didn't let her go." Chu Muhan said sadly, "Don't leave Ye Mei until you finish drinking the wine!" Then, he winked at the waiter.

Two waiters stepped forward, one raised his head and pinched his chin, and the other poured wine.

The man was struggling, and he should be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment after drinking the wine.

Seeing the man's painful appearance, Song Qianxi's heart softened, and she stepped forward and said, "Chu Muhan, how about..."

Before he finished speaking, he was frightened away by Chu Muhan's cold eyes.

She pursed her lips and lowered her head, like a primary school student who did something wrong.