9 Another Encounter (2)

"Why are you pretending to be innocent?" The youth clasped Yan Xiruo's wrist and leaned his face close to hers. When she smelled the stench of alcohol on the youth's body, Yan Xiruo frowned. Her other hand slapped his face fiercely. "Where did this hooligan come from? Let go of me!" She usually wasn't such a fierce and unreasonable person. It was just that she had really suffered a lot of agitation for the past two days.

The man who took advantage of her said that she was playing a cat-and-mouse game with him. Lu Jingchen said that she was a slut. This hooligan now said that she was pretending to be innocent! There was really nothing good about men!

The youth suddenly suffered a slap from Yan Xiruo on his face. He immediately became angry and held Yan Xiruo's hand more forcefully, as if wanting to crush her bones. He dragged her outside. Yan Xiruo was a weak female, after all. How could she have the strength to go against him? He dragged her until she stumbled a few steps. "I asked you to let go. Do you hear me? I'm not a lady…" Before she could finish speaking, Yan Xiruo was pulled into another embrace.

The tip of her nose bumped into the man's strong and firm chest, causing her pain. She looked up and, with a foggy brain, stared at the man who pulled her into his embrace.

The man was nearly 1.9 meters tall. He was big, and from the dim light from the corridor of the bar, she could see only his firm chin and thin, tightly-pressed lips.

The youth looked at Ye Juemo's sinister-looking face and at his eyes that looked like they could kill. He couldn't help but tremble. He came to the bar often to hang out and knew that this man before him shouldn't be offended. He cursed in his heart, then lowered his head and left.

After the youth left, Ye Juemo lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms. She looked at him with tears in her eyes, and her lips curved into a self-mocking smile. "That person offered ten thousand yuan just now. How much are you prepared to offer?"

He narrowed his deep eyes. She didn't recognize him. It looked like she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol.

He asked in a low and cold voice, "How much do you want?" When these words were uttered, even he himself was shocked.

He had always been a man with great self-control. Since when did he say such words to a female stranger?

He looked at the woman who was without makeup. Complex feelings flashed past her dark pupils. Her eyebrows and dimples were so clean and clear, like snowdrops unstained with dust.

Yan Xiruo curved her lips and laughed. As she laughed, tears fell.

She used the back of her hand to wipe away her tears and looked at the man who was holding her in his arms. His face with its exquisite facial features made her feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

A few seconds later, she pushed him away hard. A trace of hatred flashed past her eyes, which were full of tears. "I recognize you. You're the one who ruined me yesterday night. I hate you. I hate you!" After saying this, she turned around and ran away while stumbling.

It was just that after running a few steps, she saw a familiar figure. Lu Jingchen was hugging a woman and walking over toward the corridor. It was unknown what that woman said as he suddenly kissed her.

The moment he looked up, Yan Xiruo suddenly turned around and wrapped her arms around Ye Juemo's neck.

It was only after Lu Jingchen had walked past them while hugging the sexy woman that she realized she had done something bold.

She quickly let go of the man she was still wrapping her arms around and wanted to pretend to be an ostrich and leave. The next second, a strong arm held her slender waist firmly.