Landing On My Heart

Fu Mingyu felt very irritable and didn’t want to talk to the drunk person any more, so he asked the driver to come and settle her.

“Send her back, and let me know when she arrives home safely.
Don’t let her down on the road.”

“Don’t pretend that you care so much about me! Let me tell you, I know that you don’t like me at all.
Do you think I like you very much? Do you think the whole world likes you? You think too much! There are many more people who don’t like you! “

The sentence of ‘there are many more people who don’t like you’ was like a needle, and it suddenly pierced Fu Mingyu’s heart.

Fu Mingyu did not want to bother with Zheng You’an again, and just directly turned back.

At the same time, Ruan Sixian sat on the edge of the bar, holding her chin in a daze.

It just so happened that at this time, the flower shirt just now bought a rose from nowhere, caught Ruan Sixian off guard and suddenly arrived in front of her.

“Beauty, your friend left already? Are you sitting at the bar alone now? “

Ruan Sixian didn’t even look at him, and said in a cold voice: “Go away, don’t bother me.”

After that, she picked up the orange juice in front of her and wanted to take a sip, but the flowered shirt suddenly took her glass, grinned while showing off his yellowed teeth and said: “All the more reasons to drink wine if you are upset.
How about I invite you to drink the signature Sunset Boulevard here?”

Ruan Sixian took a deep breath and turned to look at him.

The flower shirt stepped on the foot rest and sat on another high stool.
When he saw Ruan Sixian’s white and slender fingers, he felt itchy for a while and stretched out his hand to touch it.

“I can’t see beautiful women worry the most.
Come, a thousand cups of wine are not too many when drinking with close friends.
Let us toast first?”

Looking down at the fat hand he placed on the back of her hand, which was still constantly rubbing her hand, Ruan Sixian’s bottom line of anger was on the verge of collapse.

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“I warn you one last time, I don’t want to cause trouble to my friend, but if you harass me again, I will not be polite anymore.”

She stretched out her hand and stared at the beer belly of the flower shirt, then sneered, “If I really do it, you are definitely not my opponent, do you believe it or not?”

The flower shirt naturally does not believe that a woman can do anything to him, so he laughingly put his arms around her shoulders, “Oh? Really? Do you want to do it? Where do you want to do it?”

It just so happened that Bian Xuan came over.
Seeing this scene, she immediately said with a cold face: “Sir, please be respectful, or I will call the police.”

In the end, the flower shirt was threatened away by Bian Xuan’s black face.

Ruan Sixian turned around again and continued to hold her chin in a daze.

“What’s the matter?” Bian Xuan, seeing Fu Mingyu missing, asked, “He’s gone?”

“Yeah, I let him take Zheng You’an home.”

“You really have a big heart to let him take another woman home.”

Ruan Sixian gave a ‘tsk’ and was about to refute Bian Xuan, when suddenly a hand was stretched out and patted her on the shoulder again.

“You are so annoying, do you know that?!”

After speaking, the person behind her still didn’t mean to leave, and the hand on her shoulder was loosened, but then it went to grab her wrist again.

Ruan Sixian couldn’t bear it anymore, thinking was her fifty-kilogram arm push done in vain? Was her pull-ups done in vain? If she doesn’t teach him how to be a human, he won’t know that not any woman can be harassed by him, right?

She accumulated her energy, then turned around and slapped her hand over.

A ‘pop’ sound resounded throughout the bar.

The cup in Bian Xuan’s hand fell to the ground instantly, and she stared at the scene in front of her gapingly.

Ruan Sixian was stunned on the spot with her half open mouth.
Her palms were still aching fiercely, and the burning sensation persisted for a long time.

Ruan Sixian was wholly stupid, her head was buzzing, and she even forgot to blink her eyes.

Fu Mingyu pressed his lips tightly, and his dark eyes were fixed on Ruan Sixian.

A red palm print slowly appeared from his white cheeks to the line of his jaw.

“Do you feel relieved now?”