Falling tonight

Chapter 5 Han Zihao is back
Observing the redness and swelling on Zhao Rou's forehead, Zhao Shijin frowned: "Go and bandage it, and then come out and explain to Fang Yi what's going on."

Hearing these words, Zhao Rou suddenly smiled.

"Dad, I have nothing to explain."

"If you have the ability, let Zhao Fangyi ask Mu Zhou."

She held back the tears in her eyes, drove them out, turned around and closed the door.

Sitting quietly on the bed, grabbing the quilt and shrouding himself in darkness.

She shouldn't have had hope in Zhao Shijin and his wife.

Even if Zhao Fangyi beat or bruised her, they still would not blame her, they would only let her, the older sister, make amends to her younger sister.

After an unknown amount of time, the yelling outside the door finally stopped, and her cell phone suddenly rang.

Brushing the quilt off her face, her eyes couldn't cope with the sudden light, so she fumbled for a while before getting the phone.

"Zhao Rou! Come here quickly! I saw him again at the Night Bar!"

Her heart was beating wildly. She sat up from the bed, clutched her cell phone and asked tremblingly: "Now?"

"Yes! Come on! I'll take pictures for you to see!"

After hanging up the phone, Tian Yingying sent a photo. The back view in the photo made Zhao Rou's pupils tremble.

She turned off her phone with trembling hands, rushed out of the room, took a taxi and drove all the way to the night bar.

When they arrived at the bar, Tian Yingying met her at the door and took her into the bar with a sad face: "I didn't notice him and he disappeared. I searched for a long time and couldn't find him."

Zhao Rou's heart sank: "Disappeared?"

"Yeah, Kung Fu disappeared when he turned around."

In the noisy bar, all kinds of men and women on the dance floor were twisting their bodies, and the shouts of the dice shakers were mixed together, making it chaotic.

"Beauty Zhao is back, welcome." Tian Yingying's boyfriend, Zhang Xun, walked over with his trouser pockets inserted.

"Yeah." Zhao Rou, who was not familiar with him, nodded in response.

She turned to Tian Yingying and said, "I'll go look for it. You guys can play."

"it is good."

Zhang Xun hugged Tian Yingying and asked curiously: "Beautiful Zhao, don't you want to drink when you come here? What are you looking for?"

"Looking for her dream. Don't worry about it, let's go drink."

I walked around the bar but couldn't find the person I was looking for.Thinking of that familiar figure, her original excitement gradually cooled down, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged deep in her heart.

"Beauty, can I invite you for a drink?" A man smelling of alcohol stood in front of her, holding a Bloody Mary with a lewd look in his eyes.

"Sorry." She waved her hand and pushed the drink away coldly.

After getting nothing all night, she was not in a beautiful mood.

Not to mention she hates drunks.

"Hey, this little girl has a very special personality, I like it." The man smiled obscenely, looking down: "It's spicy enough, I don't know how it tastes."

A wave of nausea came over her, her eyes hardened, and she quickly slapped him away.

"Ah!" Five finger prints appeared on the man's bloated face, and the friend next to the man burst into laughter.

He was a little embarrassed, the fat on his face was shaking violently, and he stared at her with burning eyes.

"You bitch, how dare you hit me!" He was tall and used his thick arms to slap Zhao Rou on the face.

Suddenly, his hand was grabbed tightly by someone, and then he was flipped backwards and knocked to the ground in a panic. A shiny leather shoe stepped on his face, causing the side of his face to stick to the ground, unable to move.

"I'm really tired of living, and you dare to touch my people." Mu Zhou's voice was cold and bone-chilling. He rubbed his wrists and stared at the wailing man lying at his feet ferociously, exuding the aura of a cold and murderous king.

The people around him were frightened by his appearance, and no one stepped forward to stop him.

He stepped on the man's face, and the man screamed "Ahhh" in pain. He pulled Zhao Rou, who looked stunned, and walked out.

Standing on the steps in front of the bar, Mu Zhou let her go with a bad look on his face: "Are you here alone?"

Zhao Rou came back to her senses and shook her head: "No, I came with my friends. Thank you, Mr. Mu, for helping me out."

The neon sign of the bar flashed on her face, and the red and swollen mark on her forehead was unusually abrupt.

He noticed the small mark, frowned and asked, "What's going on on the forehead?"

"I bumped it while taking a shower." She raised her hand and moved the broken hair from her forehead to block it.

It was obviously not a mark of a bump, she was lying to him.Mu Zhou narrowed his cold eyes, and when he was about to ask a question, there was a call from beside him.

"Cousin, it turns out you are here, waiting for you to drink."

This voice made Zhao Rou's spine freeze instantly.

His face turned pale, and he slowly turned his head, unexpectedly seeing Han Zihao, who was supposed to be abroad, and Su Ran, who was leaning next to him, like a bird clinging to someone.

"A Rou?" Han Zihao also looked surprised and strode towards her.

"Arou, cousin, why are you here?" His eyes wandered between the two of them in confusion.

"An encounter." Mu Zhou glanced at her and said calmly.

Su Ran, who was wearing a fiery red short skirt, followed Han Zihao and said with a sweet smile: "Sister Zhao Rou, Zihao and I just arrived on the plane tonight. My cousin and some friends hosted a welcome party for him, so I took a ride and came with him. You Wouldn’t you mind?”

It was clearly a questioning tone, but Zhao Rou could hear the meaning of declaring sovereignty.She wanted to laugh in her heart. She dared to secretly post a video to challenge her, but she didn't dare to challenge her openly. It was interesting.

Since she wanted to play, she would accompany her to the end.

Zhao Rou smiled slightly, her lips blooming: "How could it be possible? Zihao is afraid of heights. Fortunately, you accompanied him on the plane back. Thank you for not being too late."

Then, she stepped forward and held Han Zihao's hand, imitating Su Ran's voice: "My phone has been broken these days. I haven't responded to messages in time. Don't be angry."

It was rare to hear her speak to him in such a gentle tone, which made Han Zihao feel that she must be jealous of Su Ran.

With an incomparable sense of satisfaction rising in his heart, Han Zihao held her in his arms and said softly: "How can I be angry? I just can't contact you and it scared me. Fortunately, I see you are okay."

Zhao Rou buried her face on Han Zihao's shoulder, raised her eyebrows and smiled softly, looking at Su Ran behind him.

Sure enough, her eyes were on fire, her fists clenched in anger, and she gritted her teeth and looked away from them.

Mu Zhou stood calmly and suddenly said, "Zihao, your friends are still waiting for you to drink. Don't keep them waiting too long."

Han Zihao suddenly realized: "Yes, the reception banquet is not over yet. Come on, let's all go back to the box."

Just as he was about to hug Zhao Rou and walk inside, he was stopped by Mu Zhou.

"Didn't you say you were going home? It's just on your way. Let's go." Mu Zhou said to Zhao Rou.

Han Zihao frowned: "Cousin, it's still early, there's no rush to go back, right, Zhao Rou."

Mu Zhou stared at her quietly, wondering if it was her imagination, feeling that there was an invisible flame hidden in his eyes.

She smiled coquettishly, broke away from Han Zihao's arms, and said with a hint of regret: "My dad just called me and said he has something to do with me. I have to go back and can't accompany you. You and Su Ran have a great time."

Hearing what she said, Han Zihao showed a disappointed expression.

He rubbed the top of her hair and said with doting eyes, "Okay, next time I'll date you alone."

He turned to Mu Zhou and said, "Cousin, I have to ask you to help me send her back again."

(End of this chapter)