The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Her friend's expression revealed a hint of excitement as he whispered into her ear, "Sister Jingke, are you still playing?"    

At this moment, Xie Jingzhen no longer had the mood to continue playing. She shook her head and said, "I'm a little tired. Let's go back."    

Xie Jingzhen walked to the bar counter on the other side. From afar, she saw An Tong chatting passionately with a girl she had just met.    

She did not know what kind of joke the other party had said. An Tong lay on the table and laughed until she covered her face.    

She did not find it strange.    

After all, compared to her, An Tong was the king of socializing.    

Thinking of this, Xie Jingzhen laughed and walked over to sit on the high chair.    

The bartender came over and asked her what she wanted to drink. Xie Jingzhen put her elbow on the menu and was about to say something when a hand raised a glass of wine and moved it in front of Xie Jingzhen.    

"Sister Jing-er, I'll treat you to cinnamon fruit wine." The friend winked at her and let out a string of rainbow farts. "Such a sweet wine should be paired with a beauty as sweet as you."    

When the friend had just met Xie Suo, he had been very polite to her. He only dared to say what he was thinking after getting familiar with her.    

He said that Xie Zhen had the soft and gentle temperament of a southern woman. She was very gentle, but her eyes were clear and stubborn. There was a trace of coldness in her bones.    

Like the Moon Osmanthus Tree planted beside Chang'e in the sky.    

The cool and sweet fragrance could not be seen.    

Xie Jingzhen raised his wine glass and took a sip. He also took the opportunity to chew on a piece of ice, and his face twitched.    

Seeing her relaxed face, the friend went over and started talking. "Jing-er, do you know that man just now? It seems like you guys have quite a good relationship. He looks like my food. He looks so f * cking handsome when he gets angry. When he grabbed my hand just now, my shoulder touched his chest. It's so hard, no, I'm going to faint... So... Can you help me get his WeChat?"    

Xie Jingzhen was drinking when he heard that. He suddenly choked on his throat when he heard that. He coughed violently and could not breathe properly. His friend immediately patted his back and handed him a tissue.    

After a while, Xie Jingxuan finally calmed down. She took the tissue and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. "No."    

"Why is that?"    

"We are not familiar with each other." Xie Jingzhen said, coughing until her eyes were a little red.    

Furthermore, she had already drawn a clear line just now. With Nan Xingchuan's cold personality, he definitely would not bother with her anymore.    

"I beg of you, Sister ___. It's rare for me to meet a man with such an appetite. He's elegant, mischievous, and wild. If I miss him, I will regret it and die. Furthermore, I just broke up with him."    

"He's a straight man." Xie Jingzhen's tone was helpless.    

Nan Xingchuan was truly a scourge. Just by looking at him, there was already someone who wanted to die for him. He could even recruit men.    

"I have the confidence to bend him." His friend was still confident in his looks. He used his last trump card. "How about this, you help me get my WeChat. I will buy you breakfast for the next year. I will help you take a seat!"    

Xie Jingzhen did not say anything. She sipped on the fruit wine.    

Deep in her heart, she did not want anyone to touch Nanxing Chuan.    

It didn't matter if it was a woman or a man.    

Seeing her cold attitude, it meant that she was rejecting. His friend didn't give up and continued to tempt him. "He just wants to make a friend on WeChat. If he doesn't want to, then... Can I force him? Sister Shu, with your attitude of protecting your son, don't tell me you're going to... "    

Before he could finish his words, Xie Jingzhen put down the wine glass and dipped the lemon slices into the bottom of the glass.    

"Let me try."    

Xie Jingzhen stood up and braced himself as she walked towards the direction of the seat. The crowd moved, and the red and purple lights took turns to hit them. The sound of the cups shaking, the sound of conversation, and the illusory laughter brushed past his ears from time to time.    

Nan Xingchuan sat in the seat and lowered his head. He stretched out his hand to grab the smoke. His wide palm covered half of his face, revealing a pair of pitch-black and sharp eyes.    

Gray smoke came out of his hand. He held the cigarette in one hand and put the lighter on the table at the same time.    

Someone whispered into his ear. Nan Xingchuan slowly raised his eyelids and looked at the person beside him.    

Xie Jingzhen also looked over.    

There was a group of people who were less than five meters away from Nan Xingchuan's table. Immediately after, one of the fatties dropped a bottle of wine and threw it at the other party's head. Fragments flew in all directions.    

Both sides immediately started fighting. The cold crowd could only watch from the sidelines, and those who wanted to fight did not dare to go forward. The two groups of people were fighting too fiercely, as they were afraid that they would accidentally injure themselves.    

The scene was in chaos.    

The security guards could not stop them even when they walked over. Instead, their heads were smashed.