Chapter 477: Cla.s.smate Song With A Bad Sense Of Direction
He was so innocent. No wonder these night scene regulars treated him like a rare sight.
If he had even half of Shen Xun’s temper, he would not be in this state.
She bent over, grabbed a gla.s.s of wine, and sat down. Xu Yue crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes as she admired the handsome guys dancing in front of her.
“Do you know what you looked like just now?” she asked Tang Xinrou.
“What?” Tang Xinrou took a sip of wine.
Xu Yue glanced sideways and said teasingly, “You’re like a jealous girlfriend who saw her boyfriend being flirted with.”
“Pfff…”
Tang Xinrou spat out a mouthful of wine in shock and speechlessly wiped the corner of her lips. “You must be blind.”
She simply couldn’t bear seeing the pitiful An Feiran being teased. If she didn’t help him, those women would have eaten him up.
They were frightening!
Xu Yue forced a smile. “Perhaps~”
Tang Xinrou couldn’t be bothered explaining. As long as she knew the truth, that was all that mattered.
After playing for a little longer, she suddenly sensed something was missing beside her. She looked around and suddenly shouted in surprise, “Wait! Where’s Yaoyao?”
…
Song Yaoyao had no idea that it was a mess inside and the atmosphere was high. She had drunk a bit of wine and was feeling dizzy. Due to her wobbly legs, she held onto the wall as she walked outside to get some fresh air.
As they had booked out the entire floor, the elevator went straight down as soon as she stepped into it.
But…
On the way back, Song Yaoyao had a bad sense of direction and forgot which floor she was on…
“10? Or 20?”
Song Yaoyao shook her head and narrowed her eyes as her finger hesitated around the b.u.t.tons.
Just as she was still thinking, the elevator started moving. A drunk middle-aged man stumbled in with a woman who was crying and trying to break free from him.
Her hair was messy and covered half her face. The skirt she wore was tightly wrapped around her waist.
“Huhuhu, you b*st*rd… Let me go! I’m not selling my body! I don’t do that kind of business!”
“Ahhh!”
The middle-aged man threw a slap impatiently. When he opened his mouth, his breath smelled of alcohol. “You b*tch! You don’t know what’s good for you! I have my eyes set on you today! Don’t you dare offend me!”
“Hu…”
The girl’s delicate body slammed against the metal wall of the elevator. Her hair was messy and disheveled. She shrank into the corner, holding her face and s.h.i.+vering as she bit her lip and sobbed.
Song Yaoyao tilted her head. Her jet-black eyes became misty like an innocent deer who had stumbled into the human world.
This voice!
It was a little familiar.
“Burp!”
The middle-aged man laughed smugly as he burped and placed his hands on his hips. He then kicked the girl.
“Behave! Listen to me or I will play with you until you die!”
“Huhuhu…” the girl huddled up as she held onto her skirt. “I’ll call the police! I’ll get them to arrest you!”
“Ha? Police? I’m so scared.” The man laughed even louder as though he didn’t notice there was another person in the elevator. He leaned over, tugged on the girl’s hair, and lifted her face fiercely. “You little wench! Go ahead and call them! I can kill you today and no one will say a word!”
Feeling a little dizzy, Song Yaoyao stumbled forward and her arm hit one of the b.u.t.tons.
With a ding, the elevator started moving upward.
Meanwhile, the white light in the elevator fell upon the face in the man’s hand. Even though her face had been squeezed out of shape, Song Yaoyao immediately recognized who it was.
“Song Jingwan?” she asked in surprise.