Han Xi leaned against the window in the corridor, looking up at the cars and people coming and going outside.
Lu Jinghan frowned and closed his laptop: "Which bar are you at? I’ll come over now."
"Okay, stay there and wait. I’ll be there soon."
No. 9 Mansion was a bar under Lu Jinghan’s name, usually managed by Feng Yi, and he never got involved.
After hanging up the phone, he called Feng Yi, informing him that Han Xi and Li Manman were at the bar and asking him to look after them.
Lu Jinghan couldn’t feel at ease with Han Xi staying in a bar; such places had all kinds of people, and there might even be danger.
Feng Yi happened to be at the bar. After hanging up with Lu Jinghan, he left his office, only to see a commotion as soon as he stepped out.
Lu Jingchen was pulling at Li Manman’s wrist in a sleazy manner, grinning wickedly: "You’re Han Xi’s good friend, right? Last time, you beat me up pretty badly. If you serve me well today, I’ll generously let you off."
Perhaps due to the color of her lipstick or the lighting, Li Manman’s face, with its subtle makeup, exuded a cool aloofness: "I’ll serve your grandpa."
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Manman picked up a cocktail from the bar and splashed it across Lu Jingchen’s face.
Embarrassed by being splashed in public, Lu Jingchen was instantly furious, a vein on his forehead throbbing: "You ungrateful wretch, if I want to sleep with you, I’m doing you a favor."
"I’m afraid you can’t afford to sleep with me."
Facing Lu Jingchen and his companions, Li Manman showed not an ounce of fear.
Of course, Lu Jingchen didn’t know Li Manman was the Li Family’s heiress. He unabashedly let his gaze rove over her, laughing maniacally: "Is there really a girl I, the young master, can’t afford? You’ve got quite the mouth on you."
Lu Jingchen’s hand landed on Li Manman’s exposed collarbone, slowly sliding downward.
Li Manman angrily raised her hand and slapped Lu Jingchen hard across the face: "Are you looking to die?"
Damn it, she was touched by this filthy scoundrel, and Li Manman was so disgusted she nearly vomited.
"You ungrateful wretch, watch me ruin you today."
With those words, Lu Jingchen started dragging Li Manman out of the bar, only to be stopped by a tall figure in front of them. Feng Yi’s half-squinted eyes radiated menace: "Let her go."
Lu Jingchen knew Feng Yi and shrugged brazenly, provoking him: "You think just because you told me to let go, I will? I’ve set my sights on this woman today."
Feng Yi didn’t bother arguing, instead, he directly pried Lu Jingchen’s hand off Li Manman and pulled her behind him.
In an exasperated rage, Lu Jingchen shouted to his buddies: "Still standing there? Get him for me!"
The guys next to him didn’t hesitate. Together, they had four or five people; they were sure they could take him down easily.
Feng Yi loosened his tie and swung his fists viciously at the oncoming men. After all, he used to be a special forces soldier with Lu Jinghan; he wouldn’t be afraid of this small fry. It didn’t take much effort before those guys couldn’t get up from the ground.
Watching Feng Yi holding her hand, Li Manman’s heartbeat quickened. This man had been protecting her the whole time.
Under the warm lights, all Li Manman could see was Feng Yi’s tall figure and feel the warmth from his palm.