C81 Likes to Let People Drink？！
C81 Likes to Let People Drink？！
He might as well let her compromise. That would be the best.
"Miss, look. . . " The manager's voice also revealed a hint of embarrassment.
Han Zhiyu held Wang Ziyue and fell into a dilemma.
Originally she was still hoping that the surrounding people or manager would help, but reality proved that her idea was wrong.
"Is it because I drank it and you want me to leave?" Han Zhiyu held the bottle tightly in her hand.
She knew that drinking in a bar was not allowed. But she saw with her own eyes that this bottle was newly opened by the fatty, so she did not drug it.
Right now, she only hoped that she could stall for a bit longer, which was also better than being forcefully taken away by him.
Fatty's eyes lit up, and he pointed at the bottle, "Drink, drink it and I'll let you go!"
She pursed her lips tightly, her five fingers almost crushing the bottle of wine.
The phone in her pocket was dialed. Lu Yiran, you must come. . .
The black Bentley was speeding along the street.
Lu Yiran's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of blood.
Especially when he remembered the noise coming from the receiver in front of the phone, mixed with her panicked cries.
"Speed up!" His voice was so cold that it was slag.
When Chen Tian, who was sitting in the driver's seat, heard this, he kept stepping on the accelerator, trying his best to increase his speed.
The car stopped at the entrance of the bar. Lu Yiran lifted his leg and rushed out of the car.
"Continue, drink, there's still one more point to finish. . . " Fatty couldn't help but look at her in joy.
He didn't expect this woman to still have a bit of alcohol tolerance, but since he was holding a bottle of strong liquor, he didn't believe that she wouldn't get drunk in the end.
Han Zhiyu staggered as she held the bottle. She could not stand stably.
Drink, do you still want to continue drinking. . .
Why hasn't he come yet? Are you going to ignore her?
His head was dizzy and he could only hear the messy music and the jeering of the man beside him. . .
Teng Di, the bottle in his hand was snatched away.
A loud sound -
Lu Yiran grabbed the bottle and smashed it onto the table.
His eyes were filled with anger.
Before the fat man could react, the bottle that had been broken into half was fiercely stabbed at him. . .
"Ah!" The crowd immediately let out terrified screams, the entire scene was in chaos.
"You like to let people drink?" Lu Yiran picked up a bottle of strong liquor and poured it into his mouth as the fat man screamed.
Next to him was a glass fragment lying on the ground, covered in blood.
The men next to the fat man were instantly scared silly. They pointed at him with trembling fingers. "You, you, you, who are you?"
This person was too terrifying. If this continued, there would definitely be deaths.
The manager stood by the side and was also stunned for a while. Cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
Security, security. . .
He turned around and wanted to find security to chase this troublemaker out. Who would have thought that his bar would be directly sealed and cleared!
The people who followed the man in were all well-trained.
Compared to them, the security guards of their own bar couldn't even match up to one.
The manager's heart turned cold. There was only one sentence echoing in his mind. It's over this time!
After Lu Yiran threw the fatty away, he took the handkerchief from Chen Tian and wiped his hands in disgust.
Then he went forward and hugged Han Zhiyu who was drunk. His sharp gaze shot towards the remaining men and manager.
"Director Lu, the place is cleared. " Chen Tian calmly stood at the first side.
In just a few minutes, all the unrelated people in the bar were cleared.
"You take care of the rest. And, You take care of the one next to him. " Lu Yiran said coldly.
Then, he quickly picked up the unconscious Han Zhiyu and left.
Chen Tian turned around and found that there was another person lying on the bar counter. Who else could it be but Wang Ziyue?
Why did this girl also get involved!
Her red face was filled with drunkenness. She looked at Chen Tian with misty eyes and grinned foolishly. "Hey, you, you are here too. Do you want to. . . Drink?"
She could not even speak properly. She still wanted to drink!
Chen Tian frowned and pulled her into his arms. He pressed down on her struggling. He turned to the fat man who kept screaming and the group of frightened men and asked, "Just now, who else touched the two of them?"
Although Chen Tian was expressionless, the pressure in his words and the hatred in his eyes made people shiver.
He was afraid that he would be killed by this man in front of him if he said something wrong.
The whole scene was so quiet that even the sound of needles hitting the ground could be heard. Suddenly, a disgusting smell spread in the air.
In the brightly lit bar lobby, Chen Tian frowned and reminded, "Manager, send someone over to deal with it. "
"Okay, okay. " The manager wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and nodded hastily.
It turned out that the men were scared out of their wits. They wet their pants on the spot. The pale yellow liquid flowed down their pants and onto the ground. It was especially glaring. . .
"It's so hot. . . " Han Zhiyu was held horizontally by her waist and her arms were wrapped around his neck.
The scent of alcohol that was tainted with a fragrant scent rushed into the tip of Lu Yiran's nose. His face was tense.
Different from the control of anger just now, at this moment, he was instinctively restraining his body.
"Don't move!" His tone was impatient, and he scolded in a low voice.
Lu Li carried his twisting little body to the front of the car, and his arm, which had just been placed in the front passenger seat, wrapped around the car again.
As if she had no bones, she hugged his arm tightly and pressed her face against it.
It was obvious that she was drunk and unconscious. She treated his arm as a pillow and even smashed it in her mouth.
Lu Yiran let go of her and fastened her seatbelt before returning to the driver's seat.
"Sleep for a while. When you wake up, go back. " He reminded her in a low voice.
Before he put his hand on the steering wheel, with a crack, her seatbelt was unlocked.
"My head hurts. . . " Han Zhiyu felt extremely uncomfortable. She fumbled to open the seatbelt and was about to open the car door again. "I don't want to get in the car. . . Don't take me away. . . "
Damn it!
Lu Yiran quickly got out of the car and ran over.
As expected, if he didn't come in time, this little grindstone would fall to the ground after opening the door.
At this moment, Han Zhiyu's head was leaning against his chest and her hands were grabbing onto it. It was unknown whether she was pushing or pulling but her hazy voice carried a sobbing tone. "No, go away. . . Let go of me, save me. . . "
Lu Yiran used his hands to support her waist and lowered his eyes to look at the struggling woman, "You want to make a scene like this after drinking too much?"
"Oh, go away. . . " She was completely in a daze.
The feeling of the world spinning made her feel like she could fall at any moment.
Lu Yiran supported her and prepared to open the car door. He patiently said, "Get in the car first. Let's go home. Hmm?"
He was so pestering after drinking too much. Even though he knew that he could not be taken away, he still clenched his fists tightly and refused to let go.
Wan One didn't come. . .
Lu Yiran almost couldn't imagine this kind of situation.
Just by imagining it, he wanted to cut those people into pieces.
"Get in the car and don't move. " He pulled down the hand that was grabbing onto his body.
The softness and heat that she rubbed against him could almost kill him.
When the car door opened, the small body in his arms slid down like a noodle.
In the end, he gave up on bringing her back like this.
. . .