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Wen Liang stopped in confusion. Although he felt a little familiar when he saw the back figure just now, he didn't take it to heart. As long as the women in the world are not Furong Fengjie, they will always have something in common when seen from behind. It's no big deal. Hearing this voice at this time suddenly touched a faint memory deep in his mind, as if, just as if, he had heard it somewhere before.
Another male voice sounded: "Okay, apologize and get out right away. Zizhong, have someone clean up the floor quickly... Why are you arguing with a waiter!"
“I’m not wrong!”
It was still the stubborn voice of that girl, but it sounded so clear. Wen Liang's eyes turned cold and he turned around suddenly!
"Little girl, you're still being stubborn? You're not wrong, it's me who's wrong? You're shameless, go to hell!"
Bang!
Wen Liang kicked the door open, and everything in the private room came into view. Three people were sitting at a small round table. A handsome young man, probably less than 30 years old, was wearing an exquisite and luxurious Zegna wool suit, which was simple and decent, steady and fashionable. However, at this moment, the corners of this expensive suit were stained with greasy soup, and the man frowned, looking very impatient.
Next to him sat a woman who could not be ignored by anyone, no matter where he was or at what time. At first glance, she was as elegant as orchid, pure and graceful, with the kind of dignified and reserved manner that only ladies from noble families could have. But at another glance, you would find that her ink-black eyes were full of amorous feelings. She sat there lazily, with a pink neck, a raised chest line, shoulders and arms exposed outside a black suspender dress, and an alluring body wrapped in a silk cotton skirt. Her whole body exuded strong hints, as if to attract any man to pounce on her, tear off her clothes roughly, and engage in a fierce battle of X and O.
This woman, one look will make people admire her, two looks will make males impulsive, from extremely pure to extremely lustful, she can easily charm people with just a glance or a chuckle.
Opposite these two outstanding men and women was an inconspicuous thin man who kept his head down. Even when Wen Liang kicked the door in, he did not even look up. He was so calm that it was scary.
The carpet in the room was a mess, with overturned plates lying upside down on the floor, and the golden chrysanthemum fish lying in a heap, no longer in its graceful shape when it was just out of the pot. A fat man stood in front of the girl who had fallen to the ground, and was about to kick her.
Wen Liang walked over slowly and chuckled, "Hitting a woman? This is a bad habit!"
Everyone in the room had different looks. The young man's face turned cold when he saw someone dared to break in without permission, and his eyebrows were quite unfriendly. The woman looked at Wen Liang with interest, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. The thin man still didn't raise his head.
The fat man was startled by the sound of the door being kicked. When he saw that it was a teenager who came in, and heard the mocking tone in his voice, he immediately flew into a rage: "Where did you come from, little bastard? Are you tired of living?"
The girl turned her head with difficulty. Her eyebrows were like the moon and her hair was like a waterfall. She still looked fresh and refined. There were five red and swollen fingerprints on her flawless face. A few strands of hair were scattered at the corners of her lips. Her stubborn look made people feel distressed for no reason. Seeing the boy who had appeared in her life appear in front of her again at an incredible moment, she was stunned for a moment, and then her body shook violently uncontrollably. Her clear eyes burst into bright light. She tried to get up with her hands on the ground, but she held back. She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and there was only one thought in her mind: We don’t know each other, I can’t implicate him!
Wen Liang ignored the fat man, as if no one in the room existed, and walked directly to the girl, squatted down, and gently rolled up her trouser legs. There was an inch-long cut on the calf bone, and the winding blood flowed down the girl's crystal skin, as if she had been painted with a layer of blood-red rouge.
Wen Liang frowned, searched the table, found an unopened wet tissue, carefully wiped the blood around it, asked the girl to hold it down with the tissue, and said softly: "Let's go, let's go see a doctor."
The girl remained silent, allowing Wen Liang to treat her wounds. She felt tenderness and dependence she had never felt before. She looked at him foolishly, not knowing what she was thinking of, and tears welled up in her eyes.
The fat man was completely enraged by Wen Liang's arrogance. Not to mention in Nangong, even in Qingzhou, there were not many people who dared to ignore him like this. He was so angry that he grabbed a wine glass on the table and smashed it. He laughed angrily and pointed at Wen Liang and said, "The little hooligans nowadays really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. If I don't break one of your legs today, I will kill you!"
Wen Liang dodged sideways, and the wine glass brushed past his forehead and shattered on the carpet. Although he reacted quickly, his temples were still scratched, and a trace of blood slowly flowed down. The girl woke up from her trance, screamed "Ah", and hurriedly tried to cover his wound.
Wen Liang stopped her hand and said with a smile: "It's okay! But Xie Yan, I don't know if it's you or me who's unlucky. Every time we meet, nothing good seems to happen..."
It turns out that this girl who was bullied, insulted and even beaten but still refused to admit her wrongdoing was Xie Yan, whom Wen Liang saved after scheming against Bai Huan that night. After they separated from the hospital, Wen Liang never saw her again, nor did he think of her, as if this girl had never appeared in his life. In his heart, Wen Liang used her to achieve his own goals. Watching this pure and innocent girl step by step into someone else's trap, Wen Liang that night was no more noble than anyone else!
Xie Yan didn't know Wen Liang was joking. Girls are the most sensitive, and she really thought that she had brought bad luck to him. She was ashamed for a moment. Wen Liang saw her expression and immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing. After all, Xie Yan was not Xu Yao and didn't understand his speaking style.
But the fat man was staring at her eagerly, so she didn't have time to explain anything to her. Wen Liang turned around and stood up, raised his right hand to wipe the blood from his forehead, smiled slightly, and said, "Very good..." Before he finished speaking, he quickly picked up the heavy Maotai bottle on the table, raised it high, and smashed it hard on the fat man's head!
This sudden action was completely unexpected for everyone. No one could have imagined that the young man who was smiling just a moment ago could be so cruel and ruthless. Everyone's expression froze.
The fat man screamed, staggered back a few steps, and fell heavily to the ground with the chair behind him. His chubby face fell right into the fish soup on the ground, and came into full contact with the chrysanthemum fish. Mixed with the blood from the smashed wine bottle, he looked extremely embarrassed, and no longer had the arrogance he had just now.
Wen Liang threw away the bottle, clapped his hands, and glanced at the faces of the three people sitting opposite him. He said, "You see, I am acting in self-defense! If there is a lawsuit, you will all be witnesses!"
The young man couldn't bear it any longer, he slammed the table and shouted in a deep voice: "How dare you!"
I was lucky today. I happened to meet a beautiful woman in Yuxiang Garden and asked her to come over for dinner. Who would have thought that first the waitress and then the wild boy who came from nowhere would mess up a good banquet. Of course, he would not consider that all this was caused by the fat man who started it first. He only drew conclusions! This is the logic of many people who think they are superior!
Xie Yan got up from the ground regardless of the injury on his leg, and reached out to hold the corner of Wen Liang's clothes tightly, fearing that he would get into trouble again. Although Xie Yan was still a high school student and did not have profound knowledge, she grew up with her mother from a poor family, and had long been accustomed to the ups and downs of the world and the various human hearts. Just by looking at the clothes and manners of these people, you can tell that they are not something that ordinary people can afford to offend.
If she was alone, she would still insist that it was the other person who made the first move and accidentally knocked over the plate. If she was not wrong, she could not admit her mistake!
The little girl's persistence, though simple, is very valuable!
But now, he still...
“I apologize, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry! It’s all my fault. I will compensate for the clothes. Please, don’t make things difficult for him…” Xie Yan watched the young man’s face becoming increasingly ugly, his suppressed anger almost turning the whole house upside down. Finally, he was so flustered that he had no other thoughts. He only wished to take responsibility for any sins and not drag him into his own humble life.
Not for anything else, just for that night, when the boy looked at her with such gentle eyes without any lust!
Xie Yan let go of Wen Liang's hand, knelt on the ground, and his beautiful voice became hoarse in an instant. The tears in his eyes slid down his cheeks weakly, and he begged bitterly: "Please..."
Wen Liang was a little shocked watching this scene. Just from the fact that she was insulted like that just now, but still didn't admit her fault, he knew that this girl had her own persistence, her cognition, and her fearlessness. But at this moment, she was willing to bend her knees and lower her head for a possible consequence that had not yet appeared, or even would not appear.
For a person who only had dignity left, this undoubtedly took away everything from her!
Wen Liang had known her family background from Liu Zhihe. Children from such families would either be crushed by life, servile, and fawning, ignoring morality and trampling on the law for the sake of survival, and not being able to be called a human being except for their appearance; or they would forge a strong character in poverty, not feeling ashamed of others' wealth or their own poverty, facing life cheerfully, smiling, and using all their efforts to realize their expectations and dreams buried deep under their tattered clothes.
And Xie Yan is the latter!
She was born in poverty, but she did not belittle herself. She was beautiful, and she did not degenerate. The beliefs she developed since childhood were undoubtedly the only pillar that supported her to move forward. But today, for the sake of kindness, she threw them all behind her.
Wen Liang leaned over, pulled the girl up from the ground, wiped the tears from her cheeks with his hand, and said word by word: "They are not worthy of your kneeling!"