Chapter 164 Oh, Miss Sijin, Are You Injured?
She was afraid that if she couldn't help it, if she didn't drag it away, she would die.

Thinking about how good-tempered Jiajia is, she wanted to find those bastards a long time ago, if she catches them today, can she not vent her anger on Jiajia?
Her poor Jia Jia was so angry with such a thing that she ran away from home. If such a thing told her she could take care of it.

A few security guards looked at Yan Zhi again, and the manager of the PUB in that room ran over, wiping off his sweat. Hearing what the dear aunt said, he quickly ordered: "What are you standing there for, drag it away, drag it away quickly!"

"You...you can't do this! There is no law, we are the victims." Xiao Rou shouted.

Si Jin bared her nose: "I told you, I am Wang Fa!"

Shao'er was so frightened that he fell softly to the ground: "I beg you, I will never harass Young Master Shi again, please let me go, please, please let me go."

Xingan shook his hand slightly: "Drag away! Quickly drag away! It makes me upset just looking at it!"

A farce ended in a moment, Sijin turned around, Yan Zhi had a playful smile on his lips, and grabbed her hand: "Does it hurt? Did you vent your anger?"

He just watched her strike hard enough, so he wondered if it would hurt her hand.

"No!" Sijin was still unhappy: "My brother is still kneeling, and Jiajia's whereabouts are still unknown."

"Then how can I vent my anger? Why don't I have people send all of my family's nine clans to a mental hospital to vent my anger on you, okay?"

What Yan Zhi said didn't seem to coax her to make a joke at all, Si Jin thought about it, shook his head, and dragged him to the cubicle: "That's too high-profile, I don't like it."

"Okay, I'll keep a low profile." Yan Zhi said while hugging her and walking towards the cubicle.

Sijin didn't know how Yan Zhi was keeping a low profile, anyway, I heard Xingan accidentally mention it later, saying that her brother is ruthless in doing things, don't offend anyone and don't offend her Sijin, otherwise no one will end well.In terms of ruthlessness, he has completely inherited Uncle Lei Li's methods, but this is already a story.

At this moment, Si Jin just took two steps, suddenly frowned, and shouted in a low voice, "It hurts!"

"What?" Yan Zhi asked nervously with his arms around her waist.

The people who had just watched the excitement had dispersed, and the PUB was still singing and dancing.

"The soles of my feet hurt, as if I just stepped on glass. Why is the quality of these high heels so poor?"

Hearing that she stepped on broken glass, Yan Zhi's expression changed drastically, he hugged her across the waist, hurriedly walked two steps to the original cubicle, put her on the leather sofa, squatted down and took off her shoes without any regard for face .

The movements were gentle and with undisguised affection.

He even took off her stockings himself, lifted the soles of her feet to have a look, this is amazing, a trace of red rashly broke into his eyes, like a fishbone pierced into his heart, his heart ached so much that his heart skipped a beat. trembling.

"Why are you so careless?!" He cursed in a low voice, seemingly reprimanded, but his words were so soft, holding his brocade high heels and looking at them, there were indeed some sparkling glass shaking in the light.

"Oh, Miss Sijin, are you hurt?" My heart followed up and yelled.

Si Jin pursed her lips and said nothing.

Yan Zhi suddenly burst into anger, hugged Si Jin and left.

Before leaving, he paused, and said to his sweetheart: "Show me, where did the wine bottle that was just broken come from; and the brand of the high-heeled shoes!"

Then, the whole person was full of anger, and he was so distressed that it was difficult to attach, hugging Sijin, and disappeared into the PUB.

(End of this chapter)

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