Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty Seven Trouble

Jiang Yilin took small steps and moved closer to Zhou Yuwen's side, away from the bald man.

Seeing Jiang Yilin like this, the bald man couldn't help but frowned, endured the dissatisfaction in his heart, and continued: "Girl, don't be like this, my friends over there are watching, just take it as a face for brother, and accompany me to have a glass of wine , even if this matter is over, I will definitely not do anything more."

As he said that, he planned to do it directly. Zhou Yuwen didn't like such boys very much, so he raised his hand to block it and said, "If they don't want you, don't force them. What kind of man are you like this?"

"I talked to you? Can you control it?" The bald head frowned, trying to scare Zhou Yuwen with a fierce look.

Zhou Yuwen didn't say anything, he directly took Jiang Yilin into his arms and said, "My girlfriend, do you think I don't care?"

When Jiang Yilin heard what Zhou Yuwen said, she couldn't help being elated. She was wishful thinking. Now that Zhou Yuwen admitted it, she became more confident: "Exactly! Why are you talking to my boyfriend! Be careful!"

"Heh!" The bald man was determined to think that Zhou Yuwen and Jiang Yilin were playing tricks on him. In this case, everyone would think too much. You, a girl who sings, why can you accompany this and not me?

Just because someone else is more handsome than me?

Are you not discriminatory?

"Hey! I'm going to have a fling with you today, are you really boyfriend and girlfriend?" The bald man rolled up his sleeves over there.

Wang Zijie at the side was very upset when he heard this, and said: "Why do you talk so much nonsense, people have made it so clear, you want to bring yourself to humiliate yourself?"

"That's right, what are you doing?" Zhao Yang also chimed in.

And at this time, the bald head greeted, and three men from the table behind came over. These three men were all tall and thick, and they seemed to be the kind who often bully the weak.

As soon as this person came over, the bald-headed aura was immediately enough, Zhao Yang was a little panicked, Wang Zijie held a wine bottle in his hand calmly.

If they really want to fight, Wang Zijie will never give up. Over the years, Wang Zijie has matured a bit, but he is still the fiery boy in his heart.

Zhao Yang was a little hesitant at first, but seeing Wang Zijie like this, he simply said nothing and prepared to fight.

"I'll give you one more chance, are you guys and girls talking properly!" said the bald head.

At this time, Jiang Yilin was also a little panicked. She just wanted to take advantage of Zhou Yuwen, and she didn't want to cause trouble for Zhou Yuwen. It is obvious that the enemy is strong and I am weak. Shall I have a drink with you? Shouldn't I just drink with you? "

With that said, Jiang Yilin directly picked up Zhou Yuwen's wine glass.

Just as she was about to drink, Zhou Yuwen snatched her and threw her to the ground. Zhou Yuwen pinched Jiang Yilin's chin and kissed her directly.

Jiang Yilin's entire head was empty, and she was in a state of bewilderment.

Before recollecting the taste of this kiss, Zhou Yuwen parted his lips, looked at the bald head and said, "Do you have any questions?"

"You? You're awesome!" Now the bald head is in a dilemma. Now it's a society of civilization and the rule of law. It's okay to take a step back, but this week Yuwen wants to deal with people to death.

I don't know what to do now that I'm bald. It's too embarrassing if I don't fight, but fight?

Looking at this side, it doesn't seem to be timid.

And at this moment, a few more people came over.

"Fuck! Brother Zhou, it's really you! You didn't even know you came to find me!" It was none other than Lin Cong who had a good drink upstairs, but the manager said that Zhou Yuwen was here, so he hurried down to have a look Lin Cong was a little excited when he realized that it was really Zhou Yuwen. He hadn't seen Zhou Yuwen for a long time.

It is true that he is gradually becoming popular in the country, and he has a lot of friends around him, but the best thing to say is that Lin Cong always only recognizes Zhou Yuwen.

Now he would bring four or five burly men in black T-shirts as bodyguards whenever he went out, and there was a group of horsemen behind him, and when he came to find Zhou Yuwen, he still took Zhou Yu one at a time.

Zhou Yuwen replied that he was drinking with his friends, and he wanted to go up to have a drink with you after drinking.

"Hey, we are all friends here, let's drink together!" Lin Cong said so, but he didn't even look at Zhao Yang and Wang Zijie next to him.

"Let's have a drink later, I still have something to take care of." Zhou Yuwen said, motioning to Lin Cong for the bald people.

Lin Cong glanced at the bald-headed people, and quickly realized that he was smiling, but when he saw the bald-headed people, his face changed immediately: "What's the matter? Let me help you deal with it?"

"Cong, Young Master Cong, is this all a misunderstanding?" The bald head saw Lin Cong approaching, and immediately froze, and apologized quickly, sweating profusely, saying that it was all a misunderstanding.

But Lin Cong sneered: "Misunderstanding your mother's size, misunderstanding? Do you know who this is? This is my brother Zhou! I dare not speak loudly to him, what are you?"

After finishing speaking, Lin Cong kicked him directly.

Although the bar was very noisy, but after being messed up like this, someone had already seen it.

Fortunately, Lin Cong had a lot of horses, and the horses immediately evacuated the venue, saying to those who wanted to look around: "It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing to see, keep playing, keep making trouble."

The bald people didn't say anything when they were kicked, they just apologized over there.

Lin Cong didn't bother to listen to their sophistry, so he gave instructions to the subordinates behind him, who nodded and pulled them out.

After Lin Cong finished dealing with this group of people, he came back with a smile and said to Zhou Yuwen, "Brother Zhou, after dealing with them, go up for a drink or two?"

Zhou Yuwen nodded: "Alright."

Then he turned his head and said to Zhao Yang and Wang Zijie: "You guys can go straight after drinking, I still have something to do here."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yuwen wanted to leave, and Jiang Yilin beside her was weak and helpless. She wanted to call Zhou Yuwen, but she didn't dare. Zhou Yuwen looked like the boss of the underworld, not to mention handsome.

But Jiang Yilin felt that she was causing trouble for Zhou Yuwen.

Well, even though Zhou Yuwen forced himself to kiss him just now and didn't give himself an explanation.

But Jiang Yilin still felt that she was in the wrong.

Just when she didn't know whether she should ask Zhou Yuwen or not.

Zhou Yuwen had already reached the stairs, when he suddenly thought of something, he turned his head and said to Jiang Yilin who was standing there, "Come up with me."

"good!"

Without saying a word, Jiang Yilin hurriedly followed.

As Zhou Yuwen went upstairs, the scene returned to calm.

After a long time, Wang Zijie seemed to come to his senses suddenly: "I always feel like I've seen that guy somewhere before."

"Lin Cong! The son of the richest man! The one who is extremely rich!" Zhao Yang reminded.