trap rose

Chapter 89 Your People?
After the words fell, Wen Mian's eyes were filled with gratitude.

Even the look in his eyes towards Pei Zhiyao changed.

Zhao Kuo laughed dryly, but Pei Zhiyao said, "Also, after the debt is paid off today, don't look for Wen Mian again. No matter what reason you use to harass her, as long as I find out, you will not suffer."

A sum of money was deposited into Zhao Kuo's account.

The man's eyes were trembling. Even though he was unwilling to do so, he could only take the money and leave.

If he didn't leave, he might have been stripped of his skin by Pei Zhiyao.

"Boom"

The door slammed shut.

Wen Mian let out a long sigh of relief, and the emotions he had suppressed for a long time were finally released at this moment.

Pei Zhiyao had no reaction.

A pair of eyes stared closely at Wen Mian's face, seeming to be thinking about something at that time.

"There must be someone behind Zhao Kuo."

Suddenly, Wen Mian made a guess.

Pei Zhiyao looked at her sideways, and Wen Mian continued, "The person behind Zhao Kuo might be Zhao Moxuan. If he comes to me to ask for money, he must split the account with the people behind the scenes. The only candidate I doubt is Zhao Moxuan."

Pei Zhiyao took out a cigarette.

While lighting it, Pei Zhiyao said calmly, "I will continue to investigate this matter, so you don't have to worry."

"Then today..."

"Now that Zhao Kuo's matter has been resolved, the grudge between you two has been wiped out. If Zhao Kuo comes to trouble you again in the future, I will be the one to intervene."

With that said, Pei Zhiyao stood up and looked at her, and then hinted with his eyes that Wen Mian could leave the club.

There are so many people here and it’s not good to continue chatting.

Wen Mian understood and immediately followed Pei Zhiyao's pace.

The entire club has three floors.

When the two of them reached the stairs on the second floor, they suddenly saw a familiar figure not far away.

The other party waved towards Pei Zhiyao, which also surprised Wen Mian behind him.

"President Pei, long time no see."

Pei Zhiyao has a wide range of connections, and this is probably one of those who cooperated with Pei Zhiyao.

Sure enough, the other party shook hands with Pei Zhiyao as soon as they met, and Wen Mian couldn't resist his enthusiasm.

In order not to disturb the conversation between the two, Wen Mian quickly tugged on Pei Zhiyao's sleeve and said, "I'll wait for you over there." After saying that, Wen Mian clicked on the nearby sofa and then walked over there.

Pei Zhiyao had no time to respond, but his eyes followed him all the time.

In this already lively venue, the words of Pei Zhiyao and his partners were gradually lost in the crowd.

Vaguely, Pei Zhiyao heard his partner ask, "Is this your person?"

Looking along the line of sight, the partner's eyes happened to fall on Wen Mian.

Pei Zhiyao nodded calmly, "Of course."

Meanwhile, Wen Mian was waiting nearby.

A waiter came not far away and enthusiastically brought water to Wen Mian.

Wen Mian, who originally wanted to refuse, never tried to stop him.

"You are a VIP in the club, and we should serve everyone. Please feel free to use it."

After that, the waiter turned and left without Wen Mian thinking much.

Little did they know that there was some spice added to the drink by others.

At that time, two men were crossing their arms across their chests, looking at Wen Mian up and down with malicious eyes.

The slightly gleaming eyes seemed to be able to see through Wen Mian sitting on the sofa.

"Do you really want to take action?"

One of them asked suspiciously.

The other person nodded confidently, arranged his clothes and rushed forward.

"Of course, it's just a woman. I can win her in a few words."

"But……"

When the man was about to leave, his companion grabbed his wrist.

The movement stopped the man from moving forward.

"In case someone has a lover, you have to think about it. A woman who can enter the club will definitely be surrounded by men. People who can come here to play are not simple."

As he said that, the man shook the other person away and walked forward:

"Whatever famous flower has its owner, she will be mine soon."

(End of this chapter)