Shi Yan took out an iron rod from the car.

"boom."

The iron rod hit the Maybach's front windshield hard.

In an instant, the glass shattered into a pale spider web.

Su Qing, who was fighting fiercely in the car, was so frightened that she let out a scream. Through the broken car glass, she saw Shi Yan's extremely cold face.

Dong Feng looked unhappy and covered Su Qing with his coat to protect her.

The two men's eyes met through the broken car window.

Dong Feng saw Jiang Qian present from the corner of his eye and paused slightly.

Jiang Qian nodded to him awkwardly and held up what he was carrying.

He hinted that seeing this scene was just a coincidence.

Dong Feng pressed his hand on the car door.

The car door was pushed open a palm's length from the inside, and Shi Yan kicked it in hard from the outside.

Dong Feng narrowed his eyes.

Su Qing was wearing his coat. Except for the initial panic, she still proudly raised her chin and looked at Shi Yan.

"Come with me."

At that time, a disgusting voice sounded.

Jiang Qian felt that he actually loved her very humbly, maybe he really loved her miserably.

However, Su Qing's expression changed.

Because it was Jiang Qian's wrist that Shi Yan was holding down.

Jiang Yan was pulled away by Shi Yan, and the things in her hands were thrown to the ground by him.

——

1997 bar.

Jiang Qian sat aside and frowned as he looked at the drunken man.

She doesn't like to see drunk men, they are unattractive and lose their points.

No matter how outstanding his appearance is, it's still the same.

"I'm going back first." Jiang Qian said.

Shi Yan held the wine glass and looked at her with drunken eyes, which contained a hidden meaning that no one could see through.

Jiang Qian stood up and said, "You should go back and rest early. I have to go to work tomorrow."

He is the big boss and can freely control his working hours, but she cannot. She is short of money now.

Shi Yan poured a glass of wine and pushed it to her hand: "Ten thousand a glass."

Jiang Qian: "I don't know how to drink."

At most she would drink some red wine.

Shi Yan said calmly: "How much is your monthly salary?"

Jiang Qian understood what he meant. Her monthly salary was 6,500 yuan. After tax and five insurances and one housing fund, she got just over 5,000 yuan.

One glass of wine cost her two months' salary.

Jiang Qian looked at the glass of wine, and Shi Yan poured out a small half glass for her, leaving only half a glass.

Jiang Qian sat down again.

She raised her glass and drank it as if drinking water.

"Cough cough cough cough——"

The pungent taste in her throat made her cough uncontrollably.

Shi Yan filled her glass this time.

Jiang Qian hesitated for a moment, then picked it up.

After drinking two glasses of wine, Jiang Qian felt that her mind should still be clear. She was ready to give up as soon as she was ready and ask Shi Yan for money.

Shiyan leaned back on the chair, raised his head and drank a glass of wine, "Send me back later."

Jiang Qian: "Are you trying to default on your debt?"

The 20,000 yuan was for her drinking, not including being a driver for him.

Shi Yan glanced at her, his eyes a little cold.

Jiang Qian said: "It's a different price to give it to you."

Shi Yan added another five thousand to her and told her to shut up for the rest of the time, thinking that she was sincerely causing trouble for him.

Jiang Zhao was drunk in the second half of his life, and he was lying on the table a little drowsy, but Shi Yan was still drinking.

"Beauty."

"Beauty."

The bartender pushed the sleeping Jiang Qian and said, "We are about to get off work. Please settle the bill."

The sleepy Jiang Yan opened his eyes, looked at Shi Yan who was drunk to death, and then looked at the bill that the bartender brought out.

The bottles of wine Shi Yan drank cost more than 20,000 yuan.

She had just paid Jiang's mother the cost of the operation, and she didn't have any spare money on hand.

She went to push Shiyan away, but he didn't wake up.

Jiang Qian even thought of saying that he didn't know him and leaving him here alone.

But in the end, for the sake of giving him twenty-five thousand yuan when he woke up, he emptied his own money and pooled the money together.

"Please give me an invoice." Jiang Qian said quickly.

The bartender smiled and nodded.

Jiang Qian also drank and could not drive. It was cheaper to hire a driver than to take a taxi.

When helping the man into the car, Jiang Qian couldn't hold back and kicked him on the butt.

He got drunk for his girlfriend, but made her work as a coolie.

"Where are you going, girl?" the driver asked.

Jiang Yan didn't know where Shi Yan lived.

She had no choice but to take him back to where she lived first. She had no money to buy a hotel room for him.

When she got home, Jiang Qian broke out in sweat and threw him on the sofa. She went to the bathroom to take a shower.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Qian was lying on the bed. There was no air conditioning in the bedroom, and there was only a standing air conditioner in the living room.

She was too hot to sleep, so she got up and turned on the air conditioner.

As for the man who was lying on the sofa and being blown away, she hesitated and gave him a small blanket to cover his stomach.

Three o'clock in the morning.

I was tired of being woken up by the cold.

He looked at the woman sleeping soundly in the room, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

With the coolness that had just been blown by the air conditioner on his body, he suddenly approached Jiang Yan, making her shiver from the cold.

The smell of alcohol mixed with the air-conditioning mixed with the cold alienation on his body. He pressed her arm, making her turbid consciousness gradually clear up.

Jiang Qian couldn't struggle, her eyes were red, and she swallowed intermittently: "You have a girlfriend, don't you know?"

Shi Yan controlled her and kissed her lips: "I don't have a girlfriend now."

He asked her to call his name.

If she didn't listen, he would punish her.

Jiang Qian heard the vibrating sound of her cell phone, but she had no time to answer it.

Shi Yan felt it was noisy, so he took the phone and was about to turn it off when he saw a message from the same phone number.

He played with her and clicked on the messages with one hand: [Wife, I miss you]

【Honey, shall we start over】

[Honey, I’ve been drinking, can you pick me up and take me home?]

【……】

Shi Yan looked at it indifferently, opened the answer button, and put the phone aside.

His slender fingers pinched Jiang Yan's waist, causing her to make a sound of discomfort.
To be continued...