Chapter 102: Chapter 102: He Carried Her Out of the Bar
The two started fighting right there on the dance floor.
The onlookers were secretly shocked to see them come to blows.
Nobody expected such a stunningly beautiful woman to have such impressive skills.
But the man was not bad either, he could catch every move she made.
Eventually, the woman was overpowered and hoisted onto the man’s shoulder, as he walked out of the dance floor.
Such wild, such fierce, such unrestrained women, perhaps only such a domineering man could handle them!
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Ming Yao was carried on Gu Siting’s shoulders, and the discomfort from being jostled in her stomach last night surged back.
She scratched like a frenzied little wildcat, her nails clawing toward the man’s back.
Gu Siting cursed softly, “Shit!”
He quickened his pace towards the exit of the bar.
Mu Chengjin sat in his wheelchair, called out “Fourth Brother”, but it seemed Gu Siting didn’t hear.
Mu Chengjin frowned slightly, the masked woman, was she Fourth Brother’s wife, Ming Yao?
And, the man who’d been dancing with Ming Yao earlier, was he Fujin’s boyfriend?
How did they come to be together?
Thinking of the pure and kind-hearted Gu Fuzhen, Mu Chengjin’s gently expressive eyes revealed a touch of distress.
If that man dared to let her down, he’d never forgive him!
Ming Yao was carried by Gu Siting directly into an alley not far from the bar.
With no concern for tenderness, he threw her to the ground.
Ming Yao, in her high-heeled shoes, nearly fell over from the rough treatment.
Her face twisted with rage, she cursed, “Go to hell, you sick fuck?!”
She hadn’t recovered from the pain of the previous night, and now being treated so roughly by him, she truly wanted to kick him to death.
Gu Siting took a step forward, coming very close to Ming Yao, his presence chillingly sharp.
His dark eyes glared at her ominously, the bulging veins on his neck indicating his fury and restraint, “Ming Yao, are you asking for death?”
His large hand lifted, moving toward her slender neck.
After a night of passion, he had been in a rage and turmoil for the entire day.
Yet this woman, as if nothing had happened, was calm and breezy, hitting the bar at night to dance intimately with another man.
What did she take him for?
A duck worth only one coin?
Aren’t ducks worth more than a coin anyway?
The more he thought, the colder Gu Siting’s fury grew, causing his chest to rise and fall slightly.
Ming Yao, sensing something was wrong, grabbed his large hand as it moved towards her neck.
As he was about to shake her hand off, her fingertips gently scraped the palm of his hand.
A tantalizing and numb sensation followed.
Gu Siting shuddered all over.
“You can’t go a day without acting like a slut, can you?” he glared at her with sharp and icy eyes, his neck and ears reddening, his bulging veins becoming prominently visible.
Despite his extreme disgust for this woman, he found himself unable to control his response to her seduction and provocation!
Ming Yao was infuriated by this man.
Last night he hadn’t treated her like a person at all, leaving her body in such a state that it was nowhere presentable, and without reflecting on his own behavior, he had the audacity to provoke her?
His language was offensive, so naturally, she was not going to be polite either, after all, she was no longer the weak and easily bullied little maid; she retorted coldly, “How is my being a slut any of your business? With your lousy technique, I really regret coming onto you!”
Tired of arguing with him, she walked away in her high heels after cursing him out.
But the next second, her wrist was caught, and he forcefully slammed her against the wall.
Then, his tall, sturdy body moved in front of her, looming like a large net encasing her.