Ming Li carried Wen Yan out of the bar, leaving behind a group of men who were filled with shame and anger, daring not to speak.
Ming Li walked to the car parked by the roadside. A Zi, who was in the car, saw Ming Li approaching and quickly got out. She ran to the rear door and opened it for Ming Li.
Seeing this, Ming Li's lips curved slightly. Then, without any hint of tenderness, she tossed Wen Yan, who was in her arms, into the back seat of the car. Due to her carelessness, Wen Yan's head hit a corner of the car with a loud thud. Wen Yan let out a muffled groan and then fainted spectacularly.
A Zi, standing beside them: ......?! Suddenly, she realized that their Li Jie had become somewhat fierce. However, she still liked it!
Ming Li drove the car back the way she came and soon returned to the villa.
After parking the car, Ming Li told A Zi to go back and rest on her own.
At this moment, in the spacious bathroom.
A handsome man with exquisite features lay with his eyes closed in a white bathtub. Standing opposite the man was an even more beautiful woman.
The woman was wearing a black dress, which made her skin appear even fairer than snow. Her long black hair cascantly cascaded down to her waist, making her look incredibly beautiful.
At this moment, if Qi Qi was not mistaken, the woman was holding a water pipe, and the head of the pipe was pointed at Wen Yan in the bathtub.
With a creak, Ming Li unfeelingly turned on the other faucet. Immediately, the bathroom was filled with the sound of rushing water.
After a while, the sound of water stopped. Wen Yan, who was in the bathtub, had become a drowned rat and woke up.
Wen Yan groggily opened his eyes. As soon as he looked up, he met a pair of eyes filled with chilling coldness, devoid of any emotion, extremely frigid.
Two seconds later, Wen Yan reacted and his eyes widened suddenly. He shouted, "Sister?"
Ming Li's voice was cold: "Awake?"
Hearing this, Wen Yan lowered his head and looked around. He found himself lying in the bathtub, soaking wet. A part of his head was swollen and hurt when touched. His sister was holding a dripping water pipe in her hand.
Wen Yan: ......?! Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? The water on him... it couldn't be his sister who did it, could it?
Ming Li threw down the water pipe and casually pulled a chair from the side, sitting down with composure. She elegantly crossed her legs and said, "Speak, what's going on?"
Wen Yan: ......?! His face was filled with bewilderment. What?! What's going on?!
Wen Yan blinked innocently at Ming Li and said, "Sister, what's wrong?"
Ming Li frowned and asked impatiently, "Why did you drink so much?"
Wen Yan: I...
Ming Li simply watched Wen Yan stammer for a long time without uttering another word.
After a while, Wen Yan said, "Sister, I can't remember..."
Ming Li's face was full of dark lines. She really wanted to give this foolish brother a 'loving' education. How to do it?!
"Next time you dare to mess around outside, be careful of my stick!" After speaking, Ming Li inexplicably produced a stick from somewhere and held it in her hand. The system standing by felt a strange sense of familiarity with the stick held by its Host, as if it had seen it somewhere before.
Stick: ......Familiar, right! We've seen each other many times!
System: ......Heh.