166: C166 After Beating Him up He Would Take Him away

C166 After Beating Him up He Would Take Him away

Mu Shinian looked into his eyes but did not say anything.

She only focused on her cards and then the speed at which she played the cards became faster and faster.

Those people simply could not keep up with her speed and were momentarily at a loss.

In a few short minutes, a game of cards ended.

Mu Shinian had won all of them. Regarding this ending, she was not surprised at all. Patting her hands, she stood up and looked at the person who was still sitting on the sofa. For some reason, there was some uneasiness in her eyes, "Let's go."

Bo Qian looked at her. He held the glass of wine in his hand and drank it without taking a sip.

Those few men lost miserably. They had accumulated a lot of resentment. Seeing that Bo Qian did not respond to her, he could not help ridiculing her, "Give up. Young Master Bo has no interest in you. You want a beauty to save a hero. It depends on whether Young Master Bo will buy your kindness or not. "

Mu Shinian did not even give them half a glance. Her gaze fell on Bo Qian.

Seeing this, a few men blocked in front of her and smiled provocatively, "Miss, please be sensible."

Mu Shinian did not say anything and directly pushed the few people in front of her to the side. She stretched out her hand and snatched the red wine from Bo Qian's hand. With a bang, she heavily placed it on the table.

Bo Qian looked up impatiently. "Go away."

"Sorry, I really can't." Mu Shinian narrowed her eyes and stared at his half-drunk face. She coldly curled her lower lip and said, "Do you want to leave by yourself, or do you want me to take you away?"

Bo Qian indifferently raised his chin. His entire body was filled with disdain.

Good, very good.

In just a few days, how had this man fallen into depravity?

As long as Mu Shinian thought of what Tang Soong said, the flame in her heart gradually grew bigger.

"He's not leaving, is he? Don't regret it."

What was there to regret? What was there to regret?

Bo Qian thought silently in his heart.

However, in the next second, his vision darkened.

He only felt a fierce wind blowing...

...

After the two of them left, the group of rich second generation in the private room still stood stiffly on the spot with blank eyes, unable to react for a long time.

When the door opened, a young lady walked in with a bunch of watercolor pens in her arms. When she saw the second generation rich kids standing there in a daze, she exclaimed strangely, "What's wrong with you guys?"

The second-generation rich kids came back to their senses and looked at each other. Then, they raised their hands in unison and covered their foreheads.

They were very uncertain about each other.

"Just now, you must have seen wrongly, right?"

"I must have seen wrongly. That's Bo Qian, how is that possible?"

"If I didn't see wrongly, then that girl just now... is dead for sure?"

The few of them muttered to each other for a while and collectively fell into a strange silence.

The lady stood at the door with a watercolor pen and asked in confusion, "What are you guys talking about? Oh right, where's Young Master Bo? I brought the punishment tools. "1

The few rich kids stared at the box of watercolor pens. Their expressions were still difficult to put into words.

Just now, they had agreed that the one who lost the most would have to be obediently drawn on his face... Then, that girl charged in and beat him up in one go, pulling Bo Qian away...

Her speed was so fast that she did not give them any time to react.

...

The butler saw Mu Shinian and Bo Qian's figures from afar. Before they could rejoice, they walked closer and saw the clear palm print on Bo Qian's face. They were dumbfounded.

"What, what's wrong? Young master, what's wrong with you? Who hit you?! "

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