Half an hour later, Gu Yao was lying on the cold bar counter, her eyes half-open and half-closed, mumbling unclearly.
"...What’s so bad about me? Tell me, can’t I change?"
"What do you really like..."
Seeing his opportunity, the sleazy man pressed his cigarette butt into the ashtray, then stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked toward Gu Yao in front of the bar.
Shortly after, the intoxicated Gu Yao was helped up by the man, half-hugged and half-carried out of the bar.
Gu Yao’s legs were weak, and her head was dizzy. Although she was unconscious, she knew someone was taking her away.
Her brain sounded an alarm, and she tried to pry off the ill-intentioned hand on her waist, but she had no strength.
Gu Yao struggled in vain as the man dragged her outside.
"Let go? I’ve been watching you for half an hour, and you think I’ll let you go? Dream on. What time is it to still act so aloof?" the sleazy man laughed with a face full of lecherous disdain.
Supporting Gu Yao with one arm and hugging her waist, he left the bar.
When he reached his car, he pulled open the back door, intending to shove Gu Yao inside.
Once shoved into the car, Gu Yao, seizing the moment the sleazy man closed the door, braced her hands against it, preventing it from shutting, and struggled to get out.
The sleazy man reached out to pry her hands away and grabbed for her legs that were sticking out of the car.
The drunken Gu Yao kicked out wildly, accidentally hitting him hard.
The sleazy man cried out in pain, stumbling back a few steps, bending over and clutching the inner part of his thigh.
Gu Yao seized the chance to try and escape from the car, but her dizzy head made it difficult, and it took her a good while to get out.
As soon as she emerged, the man slapped her.
The slap, fueled by anger, was so forceful that it sent Gu Yao crashing against the car body, her head spinning wildly.
Passersby looked on but merely glanced twice without intending to intervene or help.
After all, at the entrance of a bar, everyone was well aware of what was happening.
Moreover, Gu Yao’s bold attire didn’t paint her as a "good girl.’
"You fucking bitch, daring to kick me, I’ll fuck you to death tonight.
The sleazy man, enraged, grabbed Gu Yao’s hair and was about to slap her again to vent his anger.
Seeing the raised hand, Gu Yao had no chance to run and could only close her eyes in fear.
However, after waiting a while, the slap never came down.
Gu Yao, somewhat puzzled, opened her eyes and saw that the sleazy man’s raised hand was gripped by another, pale as jade and immobilizing it in mid-air.
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Though handsome, he emanated a chilling aura.
"Who the fuck are you?"
The sleazy man, seeing someone dare to interfere, who looked weak and feeble, became even more haughty.
No sooner had he spoken than a piercing pain suddenly shot through his wrist.
The pain felt as if someone had fiercely pulled at his tendons, sending sharp pain directly to his brain.
The sleazy man’s face instantly changed.
The strength in the wrist didn’t match the man’s frail appearance at all.
The hand that was grabbing Gu Yao’s hair involuntarily let go.
He swung his fist toward the stranger.