Zii felt nauseated at the sight of the muscular man’s smirk. She frowned and coldly reprimanded, "Get as far away as you can!"
The muscular man was intimidated by her powerful aura and only spoke again after a while, sulking, "Hey beautiful, no need to be so angry! We’re all guests here, right?"
He had just finished speaking when he noticed the piercing gaze of a well-dressed man next to him, and he couldn’t help but shiver all over.
The man’s face was strikingly handso, almost wickedly so, but his expression was extrely serious and cold.
The muscular man imdiately realized that the relationship between the man and woman in front of him was unusual.
Could they be boyfriend and girlfriend?
For no reason, the muscular man broke out in a cold sweat and felt a bit guilty. But he had already bet with the Ji Family’s young lady that it would be too embarrassing not to get the beauty’s phone number.
He shalessly looked at Zii again, teasing, "Beautiful, I just want to get to know you. If it’s convenient, could you give your number—"
The muscular man’s voice suddenly stopped.
A glass wine cup traced a parabola through the air and then accurately smashed toward the muscular man’s face! The spilled wine splashed all over him, and the glass fell to the ground with a crash, shattering into pieces.
The muscular man grimaced in pain and hastily wiped the wine off his face, angrily shouting, "Who the hell did this?"
"I did."
The handso man stepped forward and answered calmly.
Ye Cheng emitted an aura of extre danger, startling the muscular man, yet he still held onto his pride.
Because at that mont, all the guests around were looking over.
He summoned his courage and spoke, "Don’t play the hero to save the beauty here. Or else I—"
"Or else what?"
Before the muscular man could finish his sentence, he felt a strong arm extend toward him and effortlessly grip his throat.
His face instantly turned pale.
Despite his muscles, he couldn’t break free from the other’s grip, and with a terrified expression, he said, "Brother, let’s talk calmly, okay?"
He was dripping with sweat, afraid Ye Cheng would snap his neck the next second.
"Is she soone you can harass?"
Ye Cheng’s phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, filled with unfathomable undercurrents. His handso face was cold and nacing.
"No, no... I was wrong. I’m sorry... Can you spare , please?" The muscular man now only had the will to survive, disregarding his pride, and hurriedly begged for rcy.
"Get out now!"
"Yes, yes." The muscular man nodded vigorously, looking utterly submissive.
Ye Cheng stared at him for a few seconds before releasing his grip.
The muscular man had already been scared weak-kneed, collapsing to the ground.
anwhile, Ye Cheng pulled up Zii, standing by his side, and strode away.
The muscular man hadn’t caught his breath yet when two hulking bodyguards suddenly walked up to him and unceremoniously dragged him out of the party venue.
The guests heard the muscular man’s cries of despair echoing from the entrance, and each took a sharp breath of shock. None dared to make a sound.
What kind of person is Boss Zi?
Offending her could cost you an arm or a leg.
Ye Cheng didn’t stop, pulling Zii across the bustling lawn to a row of chairs at the edge.
All along, Zii seed lost as if her soul had left her, letting Ye Cheng lead her.
She hadn’t yet recovered from the scene just now.
Ye Cheng actually fought for her. Does this an... he cares about her in his heart?
Thinking of this, Zii couldn’t help but smile bashfully.
Ye Cheng turned around and happened to see that enchanting smile on her beautiful face. His eyes deepened, and he asked in an unperturbed tone, "Amusing?"
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