Who would have expected that person to increase their grip again? Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveIＦire.net
"Ah..." The greasy man screamed miserably, and cold sweat suddenly appeared.
The fist he swung let go mid-air.
As he wished, the man raised his foot and kicked him far away with a strong kick.
The greasy man slid several meters on the smooth ground, nearly colliding with someone.
Laying awkwardly on the ground, one hand clutching his pained stomach, he struggled to get up.
After glancing at the man standing in front of his car and Gu Yao, he didn’t even care about his car anymore.
"You, you wait for me."
He dropped those threatening words and fled in a panic.
Seeing that the crisis was over, Gu Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at the man who had come to her rescue and politely said thanks.
Ais looked at her and suddenly reached out his hand close to her face.
Gu Yao dodged, looking at him warily.
Feeling his intrusion, Ais withdrew his hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"
His tone did not show much care, but his words were indeed caring.
Gu Yao blinked, looking at Ais.
Slowly, she raised her hand to her face.
Her cheek was in pain, burning.
It was from the man earlier.
Thinking of what had just happened, something stirred within Gu Yao, her eyes watering involuntarily.
Yet, she did not want to show her disheveled state in front of a stranger.
"Thank you," she said again.
Then she prepared to leave.
The lingering effects of the alcohol continued, and Gu Yao staggered as she walked.
Before she reached her car, Gu Yao couldn’t help but crouch down and vomit...
Having not eaten anything that evening, Gu Yao vomited nothing but alcohol, which was extremely uncomfortable.
After a while, with an empty stomach and nothing left to vomit, Gu Yao crouched there, helpless and tearful.
A clean handkerchief was passed to her, Gu Yao lifted her tear-stained face, looking towards Ais who had not left.
Ais extended the handkerchief further: "Wipe your tears."
"Thank, thank you," she reached out, taking the handkerchief.
Looking at the clean handkerchief in her hand, her emotions surged, clutching it tightly in her hand, tears flowing even more fiercely.
Shangguan Yu, even a stranger treats me this way, why are you so heartless?
You are nice to everyone, only avoiding me like a plague. Am I that terrifying?
Ais stood by, still not leaving, just quietly staying with her.
Time passed, Gu Yao seemed to have cried herself out.
She took out her phone and dialed a number.
"Uncle Li, I’m in front of the Dim Lights Bar. Can you come to pick me up?"
Her voice still had a sobbing tone, causing the person on the other end of the phone to worry.
"I’m fine, just drunk and can’t drive."
After making the call, Gu Yao remained crouched on the ground, waiting for someone to come and pick her up...
Half an hour later, a Bentley stopped at the bar entrance.
The driver’s door opened, and Uncle Li came down...
Seeing the car, Ais curled his lips into a vague, shallow smile, glancing at Gu Yao who was still crouched there.
He turned and walked away...
Under a shadow, Gu Yao looked up, seeing the newcomer, and called out in distress.
"Miss, how did you end up ?" Uncle Li quickly helped Gu Yao up.
Gu Yao stood up, feeling dizzy from crouching too long and feeling unwell.
She could barely stand steady, luckily having Uncle Li to support her.
"Uncle Li, I feel terrible..."
With eyes reddened, thinking of the grievances she had suffered from Shangguan Yu, and the recent unpleasant encounter, tears came flooding back.