Her boyfriend was standing behind her?
A group of men turned around in unison.
They collectively saw Zhan Bei Jue, standing at the back with a somber and stern expression.
Zhan Bei Jue hadn't expected Jiang Nan Fang to be so shameless.
The two of them had no relationship anymore, yet she dragged him into a conflict with others.
Boyfriend? You think you're worthy?
He really didn't want to give her face.
But then he thought about it.
Never mind. She had only been out of the hospital for two or three days after her surgery.
To just leave her to this group of trash felt a bit inhumane.
After all, she was Zhan Bei Jue's ex-wife. If she died too miserably, it wouldn't reflect well on him.
Everyone sized up Zhan Bei Jue from head to toe.
They found him tall and strong, dressed impeccably, and quite handsome. He looked good standing with this woman.
But so what?
He was outnumbered and outmatched. Did he really think he could fight against a group of them alone?
Damn it, I just don't like these elite guys. Today, I'm going to take his girlfriend, what are you going to do about it!
"Are you her boyfriend?"
After a few seconds of observation, someone with a bit more courage asked.
Zhan Bei Jue didn't even spare them a glance, looking at the elevator door. "Does it concern you?"
"Hey. He doesn't know what's good for him and speaks so aggressively. So obnoxious, looks like he deserves a beating."
"But, brother, I'm being reasonable. I won't hit you for now. Just one question, if we take this woman with us tonight, you don't have any objections, right?"
After all, this was a high-class club.
A place Zhan Bei Jue had frequented.
How could such idiots be let in?
They drink a couple of cups of cat urine and think the laws of Nan Cheng can't control them. How funny.
Zhan Bei Jue: "I have no objections. But I'm afraid Uncle Police will have objections. If you're not afraid of death, then take her."
Just as he thought, he doesn't know what's good for him.
"Damn it, my brothers are showing you respect by wanting to take your woman. How dare you not give Young Master Zhang face? You ungrateful wretch!"
"Brothers, let's teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful I, Young Master Zhang, am!"
As he spoke, a battle was about to break out.
However, by chance, they had reached the first floor.
The elevator door suddenly opened, and a group of people waiting for the elevator were outside. With so many eyes staring at them, they had to stop.
"You, get out!"
Someone pushed Jiang Nan Fang out, and then, with a whoosh, everyone surrounded Zhan Bei Jue and walked out.
Zhan Bei Jue stood calmly amidst a group of fools, unbuttoning his collar: "Are you sure you want to fight?"
"If you don't want to get beaten, you can kneel down and kowtow to us and apologize now!"
To you?
I'm afraid I'll shorten your lifespan.
Zhan Bei Jue finished unbuttoning his shirt and started loosening his tie.
The group grew impatient, exchanged glances, and said, "Not afraid of death? We'll fulfill your wish! Go!"
As a result, "Ah!"
As soon as he stepped forward, Zhan Bei Jue unleashed a flurry of blows, kicking the chests of the men in front of him with both hands, sending them flying several meters away.
Then, like playing golf, they were all sent flying with precision.
A group of people piled up like a sandwich, and Zhan Bei Jue walked over, placing his foot on the back of the person at the top.
"Who's not afraid of death? Whose wish will I fulfill? Hmm?"
The security captain, hearing the commotion, arrived with his team.
Seeing that Zhan Bei Jue was the one fighting, his face turned pale with fright.
"Mr. Zhan, you, this..."
Zhan Bei Jue placed his shoe on that person and wiped it from side to side, then glanced at the security captain: "Do you recognize these people?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan, no, I don't recognize them."
"I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. Investigate their information one by one, and I'll personally review it tomorrow."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
With that, he strode past the groaning group of people and strode out of the club.
She hadn't expected Zhan Bei Jue to have such skills; these few men were no match for him.
She had worried about him for nothing.
Jiang Nan Fang let out a sigh as she watched his retreating back and followed him out of the club.
At the entrance of the club, a large parking lot was built to facilitate guests' parking.
Zhan Bei Jue stood against the light, next to his luxury car.
Jiang Nan Fang was about to walk several hundred meters to catch a taxi. As she passed by him, she was about to ignore him when he suddenly called out.
"Stop."
She knew he wouldn't help her for free.
Heh, she had used him once without his consent just now, so she was sure to be ridiculed by him.
Jiang Nan Fang stopped and turned back. Her sparkling eyeshadow shone brilliantly in the night, looking extremely beautiful.
Looking at such a handsome him, Zhan Bei Jue suddenly lost the urge to get angry.
He said expressionlessly, "You can draw manga too?"
So that's what he wanted to say.
The question came out of the blue. Jiang Nan Fang paused for two seconds.
"As you can see. Yes. What's wrong?"
No wonder the two children loved drawing so much. Zhan Bei Jue finally understood.
"It's nothing. I just wanted to tell you that the title of your book lacks literary merit."
"..."
You have literary merit? Then why don't you publish a book and show me!
Jiang Nan Fang rolled her eyes at him in her mind, but her words were polite.
"Are you finished, Mr. Zhan? Can I leave now?"
"I'm finished. You can go."
Seeing that she had no pleasant expression towards him, which was a waste of such beautiful features, Zhan Bei Jue felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
"I suggest you wear your old mask when you go out in the future, otherwise, you'll have too many bad romances, and you won't know how you died."
Hmph, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory! She knew he wouldn't feel right unless he belittled her a few times.
This time, Jiang Nan Fang didn't look back. Enduring his mockery, she walked out with a determined stride.
She had been busy all day and hadn't eaten yet.
Jiang Nan Fang was so hungry her back was against her stomach. On the way back to the hotel, she got out of the car and packed a bowl of wontons.
It just so happened that she was delayed for more than ten minutes. When she reached the hotel lobby, she encountered the ever-present Zhan Bei Jue again.
Clearly, he was here to settle his girlfriend.
Since she was so drunk, Zhan Bei Jue was afraid Gong Bei Bei would be lectured by her mother if she went back, so he brought her to the hotel.
However, she hadn't brought her ID, so Zhan Bei Jue had to use his to get her a room.
Gong Bei Bei was leaning on the front desk, and after completing the procedures, she was about to find someone to escort her upstairs when she turned around and saw Jiang Nan Fang just walking in.
This damned woman. Could she be stalking her? Why did she run into her everywhere she went?
"Miss Jiang, you're back?"
Fortunately, the staff member greeted Jiang Nan Fang proactively, clearing her of suspicion.
Jiang Nan Fang smiled, glanced at Zhan Bei Jue, and floated past him with her wontons.
The staff member escorted Gong Bei Bei upstairs, and Gong Bei Bei was shouting loudly.
"Don't touch me, let go! Get away from me!"
"Ah Jue, don't go, Ah Jue, I feel so uncomfortable, stay with me!"
The staff member looked at Zhan Bei Jue with some difficulty.
After a two-second pause, he took off his suit jacket and threw it on Gong Bei Bei's head: "Put it on."
Gong Bei Bei, overjoyed, quickly put on his jacket.
Zhan Bei Jue reached out and grabbed her collar, forcing her to stand up straight like a marionette.
"Please prepare a glass of hangover tea for her. I'll escort her upstairs. Thank you."
Jiang Nan Fang stood in the elevator and was about to press the close door button when the same scene happened again.
Zhan Bei Jue, carrying a limp woman in his arms, strode towards her.