Chapter 841 Beautiful Woman Carries a Knife at Night
Chapter 841 Beauty Carrying a Knife at Night
Looking at Zhao Jianhui, Fang Liwei said softly: "Yes, at that time, the two of us were in the car less than ten meters away from you, but I didn't want to go against Huo Jiaxin's wishes, so I didn't come out to see you. But, I know Huo Jiaxin still has you in her heart, otherwise, she wouldn't wait to see you before leaving."
"I see, I was wondering why I couldn't get through to your cell phones. Aren't you going to treat me to a meal? What are you doing standing outside?" Zhao Jianhui nodded and said.
Fang Liwei looked at him as if he were a monster: "You... why don't you ask me if I know where she went?"
Zhao Jianhui sighed: "She has her freedom, she has made her choice, right? If she wants to stay, you can't chase her away, and if she doesn't want to stay, I can't keep her."
"You... how can you do this? Maybe, as long as you work hard, she will change her mind?" Fang Liwei looked at Zhao Jianhui, shook her head, and whispered: "You are simply a monster."
"Maybe it is true, if you don't want to get hurt, you'd better stay away from me." Zhao Jianhui said with a smile.
Fang Liwei blushed at this moment, staring at him and asked: "You... what do you mean by saying this? Do you think I will like you too? Do you think I approach you because I want to be with you..."
Zhao Jianhui nodded: "If not, why do you want to approach me?"
"You... how can you say that?" Fang Liwei stretched out her hand angrily, pointing at Zhao Jianhui's nose, and her beautiful little nose twitched. Zhao Jianhui looked at her quietly, without any intention of admitting his mistake, and even without the slightest superficial perfunctory response.
Fang Liwei paused and turned around, her white skirt swirling a "ripple" under the neon lights in the dark night, and the handbag in her hand floated from her shoulder to her shoulder: "You are not a human being, you are so angry..."
"Hey, don't leave, we haven't eaten yet." Zhao Jianhui called behind her.
"You can eat with whoever you want." Fang Liwei walked to a convertible sports car, opened the door with a bang and got in. The car roared and circled in front of Zhao Jianhui, and sped away on the way down the mountain.
"Let's go, it's better to go..." Looking at the speeding lights turning around the corner and disappearing, Zhao Jianhui shook his head and walked into the Banshan Restaurant alone.
Let this woman leave in anger now, even let her hate him in her heart, is better than making her sad in the future.
On the high stage in the middle of the dance floor, several sexy girls with beautiful figures, wearing black bikinis, twisted their slender waists wildly, their long hair that reached their hips fluttered in the wind, their white and tender skin and black bikinis contrasted with each other, exuding a strange temptation.
Under the dim lights, in the not-so-big dance floor, hundreds of boys and girls twisted their bodies as they pleased to the strong music beats, venting their violent desires. The dance floor was filled with crazy young men and women, who whistled and twisted their bodies on the chairs, and the whole disco was full of fanatical atmosphere.
Although the disco was very dim, Zhao Jianhui could still vaguely see every corner of the hall.
Although he knew that it was a good choice to anger Fang Liwei away, Zhao Jianhui still felt a little depressed tonight. Dinner alone is lonely, so after walking out of the restaurant, Zhao Jianhui walked in to listen to the exciting music next door.
In the northeast corner, two wretched men were selling ecstasy to several boys and girls who looked underage.
Not far from them, in a corner where the light could not reach, two women with revealing clothes and heavy makeup were sitting on the legs of two men with exposed chests and banditry, twisting wildly to the beat of the music.
On the other side, several young girls with childish eyes sat on the chairs and shook their heads wildly, with saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths falling to the ground without noticing, while several bad boys with hair dyed in various colors and tattoos on their arms put their hands into the girls' dresses to touch them.
The almost crazy music, the dim and dim lights, everything inside made Zhao Jianhui feel very exciting. Holding a glass of Bloody Mary introduced by the man, Zhao Jianhui sat alone in a corner, a glass of wine, a cigarette, one person, one table...
"Handsome, how about buying me a drink?"
A charming voice suddenly came to his ears. Zhao Jianhui turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman who got off without his consent. She said impatiently: "Sorry, I don't have the habit of buying people drinks."
"Handsome, you will get used to it slowly!"
The woman said and moved her body towards Zhao Jianhui.
"Miss, I prefer to drink alone. I hope you don't disturb me." Zhao Jianhui's face turned cold.
"Hmph!" The woman finally stood up and walked away angrily, and cursed in a low voice, "Silly man!"
Looking at the beautiful woman leaving, Zhao Jianhui smiled helplessly. This was the third young girl who took the initiative to approach him. He didn't understand. Who was wrong, those girls who took the initiative to approach him or himself?
Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a woman who was sitting not far from him. The woman had been watching him secretly, and when she saw his eyes finally fell on her, she raised the wine glass in her hand, raised it towards Zhao Jianhui, and then slowly brought the glass to her lips.
Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile bitterly. This world is really too small. He didn't expect to see Hui Ailing here.
This woman is really weird. After what happened last time, she still greets me. Is this woman really mentally ill?
Seeing this woman, Zhao Jianhui felt that it was too noisy here. Ignoring Hui Ailing's gesture, Zhao Jianhui stood up and left.
After exiting the disco, the evening breeze blowing in his face made him feel his mind clearing up. Only then did Zhao Jianhui find it strange that he had stayed in a place like a disco for such a long time. It was quite strange.
A taxi passed by with its red "Airbus" signal light flashing, and Zhao Jianhui waved to the taxi. The car pulled over and Zhao Jianhui walked over and opened the door. With a "bang", a strong figure jumped out from behind her and jumped into the car behind him. Zhao Jianhui's body had not yet fully sat in. When I got into the car, I was knocked down and my head almost hit the glass of the other window.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Jianhui turned around in the car, and then he saw clearly that the person following him and squeezing into the car was actually a woman, a woman holding a sharp dagger in her hand.
The clear dagger in the woman's hand made her look more heroic, but Zhao Jianhui could sense a murderous aura from her body.
"What are you looking at? Drive..." The woman glared at Zhao Jianhui coldly and shouted to the driver in a loud voice.
The two people were very close, and Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smell a pleasant fragrance, which was like orchid and musk deer. If it was there or not, it made people want to capture the intoxicating mist from the bottom of their hearts.
Bvlgari III, a global limited edition perfume, priced at US$300 per ounce, Zhao Jianhui accurately smelled the brand of perfume exuding from her body. This brand of perfume is Dongfang Wenjing's favorite.
He couldn't help but look at her differently. This woman was really not an ordinary rich woman!
Wait a minute, why does she look familiar? Where have I seen her? This woman's flowing long hair flowed down her shoulders like a waterfall. Zhao Jianhui felt his eyes light up, and a face as cold as ice came into view.
Her dark eyebrows are of a suitable shade, her big eyes are like autumn water, and her fine and slightly upturned eyelashes make her big black eyes extremely charming. Her eyes are very agile as she moves, and her straight nose is like a jade carving. Generally delicate, with wet and soft red lips exuding a faint luster. This naturally beautiful face without any makeup is really delicate and beautiful to the extreme!
Beauty, absolute beauty! A beautiful lady with extraordinary temperament! Moreover, she is still very young, in her early twenties or early twenties at most.
Zhao Jianhui was slightly confused and his eyes were a little straight. He never expected that this face was so beautiful, so beautiful that it was dazzling and heart-stopping.
On such a night, there was such a beautiful woman holding a sharp dagger in her hand. This thing was as weird as it could be, but it happened right next to him. Zhao Jianhui knew clearly that this was not A hallucination, but a story that really happened around me.
"You...are you Lin Yajing?" Before Zhao Jianhui finished speaking, the dagger in the woman's hand had already reached Zhao Jianhui's neck: "Who are you, and how do you know me?"
Zhao Jianhui stretched out a finger and flicked the blade in Lin Yajing's hand. Lin Yajing felt her wrist go numb, and the short sword in her hand almost flew out of her hand.
At this time, she focused her eyes seriously on Zhao Jianhui. She stared at Zhao Jianhui closely and asked, a little unsure: "Are you... Long Lingyun's boyfriend?"
"Repaying your boyfriend, how many years ago did that happen?" Zhao Jianhui smiled: "I am her son's father now... What are you doing?" Looking at the knife in his hand, Zhao Jianhui asked in confusion.
Before Lin Yajing had time to answer, Zhao Jianhui suddenly felt his body lean back suddenly, and then heard a loud noise. A red car and the taxi he was riding in made a harsh collision sound, forcing the taxi Stopped on the roadside.
"Hey, what are you doing? Drive faster..." Lin Yajing saw the driver actually stopped the car at this time, and couldn't help but screamed nervously.
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