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Yan Luoluo felt disgusted. He felt that it was too good, to think that he still wanted to kiss her.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I think it's time for me to go."

After she finished speaking, she picked up her bag and prepared to run, but who knew that Lu Zhinian's hands were so fast that he immediately grabbed her from behind and stuck his face to her neck.

Lu Zhinian said in a low voice: "Rolo, you can't leave me." As he spoke, he pulled Yan Luoluo over to the seat that he had sat on the very beginning.

It was very noisy in the bar, so no matter how loud Yan Luoluo shouted, nobody would pay attention to him.

She regretted in her heart, why had she come out to drink alone and met with Lu Zhinian, the scumbag!

Lu Zhinian pressed her onto the sofa, her hands were tied around her head, he raised her chin and said: "So many years have passed, I didn't expect that your personality still hasn't changed at all."

The two of them sat very close to each other and Yan Luoluo could clearly smell the scent of the bamboo that Lu Zhinian emitted when he spoke. It was a very fresh scent of bamboo, which was something that had always captivated her when they were together in the past.

Taking the chance that Lu Zhinian was a little relaxed, Yan Luoluo kicked his calf, causing him to cry out in pain.

When he raised his head again, Lu Zhinian's expression was somewhat sinister, and said: "What, both of you have slept with other men before, why are you still pretending to be a loyal lady?

"Didn't you always want to sleep with me before? Now, I'll give you this chance!"

One of his hands locked onto Yan Luoluo's hands, and used his free hand to float above her body. He even buried his head into Yan Luoluo's neck and licked it.

Yan Luoluo continued to struggle, but to no avail. The difference in strength between men and women was clearly visible at this moment.

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering could be heard. The back of Lu Zhinian's head was struck, causing him to feel a sharp pain.

"Mm …" Lu Zhinian groaned.

He held his head and stood up. Before he could see clearly who it was, he had been punched in the face again.

A suit was thrown onto Yan Luoluo's body, covering her body that was almost unable to cover up a few inches of her body.

Yan Luoluo put on her clothes. Upon closer inspection, the one who had hit Lu Zhinian was actually Mu Beihan.

Mu Beihan was just here for a social gathering. The Qian Palace had a rather high standard and the customers normally would come here to find some entertainment and discuss business.

Just now, when Mu Beihan was walking down the stairs, he casually took a glance at the great hall.

What did he see?

Yan Luoluo was being intimate with a man?!

Why did she come to the bar to hunt for beauties now?

Without thinking much, Mu Beihan turned to his business partners and said, "My apologies, you guys can continue to play on your own. I still have some matters to attend to, so I won't be accompanying you guys.

The crowd saw his unsightly expression and they didn't urge him to stay either. They had long gotten used to his unwavering attitude.

Mu Beihan walked along the way and conveniently picked up an empty wine bottle on the counter. When he walked closer, he discovered that Yan Luoluo was struggling very hard, and did not seem to be willing to do it.

He became even more angry. Those who dared to bully him, they must be tired of living!

Without even blinking his eyes, he smashed a bottle of wine against the back of Lu Zhinian's head, causing him to be drenched in blood.

Seeing Yan Luoluo not wearing any clothes, he did not have the time to admire her, taking off his jacket and throwing it to her.

Mu Beihan looked at that man again. Yo, isn't that someone I know? Mu Beihan recognized him as the person who fought with Yan Luoluo at the inn for the first time. It seemed like he had met him once at the Fallen Ying Villa?

What did Yan Luoluo call him at that time?

Brother-in-law?

It seems like the two of them even had a period of time.

Heh, Mu Beihan sneered in his heart, with this kind of trash, how could he be worthy?

He punched again.