Yu Yuanyuan suddenly grabbed Xia Zihao's sleeves, the vulnerability in her eyes was clearly visible. She knew clearly that begging him would make him even more angry, but she had no choice but to beg him.
"Master, I beg you"
"Yu Yuanyuan, don't be stupid. I said yesterday that you'd better pray that I can't find him, but...it seems like your vision isn't that good either." She smiled evilly.
The car drove to the door of gy, and Xia Zihao dragged Yu Yuanyuan out of the car.
"You have to face it, don't you, Yu Yuanyuan?" Xia Zihao smiled sarcastically. He wanted to see what that man had that could attract Yu Yuanyuan.
Dare to rob him? You are simply seeking death.
He was dragged into a box. There were only two rows of bodyguards in the box. The dim lights made the atmosphere even more terrifying.
Yu Yuanyuan sat on the sofa, wringing her hands together, her face turned completely white, and she looked as terrifying as a dead person under the light.
The smile on Xia Zihao's lips deepened. He sat casually on the sofa, shaking the goblet in his hand. The transparent goblet was filled with red wine. He took a sip with a bewildering expression.
"Yu Yuanyuan, I'm nervous. I'll let you watch the show for free. Be happy." Xia Zihao said in a frivolous tone. Unfortunately, Yu Yuanyuan didn't react at all.
Xia Zihao slammed the quilt down, and the glass shattered when it hit the ground, making a snapping sound, "Yu Yuanyuan, I asked you to laugh!"
Yu Yuanyuan smiled, her face uglier than crying
Xia Zihao became angry after seeing it, and the discomfort in his heart increased sharply. He directly picked up the red wine on the table, took a swig, pulled Yuanyuan over, and pressed his lips against hers.
"Well——"
All the red wine in her mouth poured into Yu Yuanyuan's mouth, choking her so much that she almost couldn't breathe.
Yu Yuanyuan was forced to swallow the red wine, and her throat was burning. Xia Zihao still refused to let her go, and violently violently entered her mouth before letting her go with satisfaction.
"Cough cough cough——"
Her face turned red. Yu Yuanyuan, who had never drank alcohol before, felt a bitterness in her throat and felt like vomiting.
Xia Zihao looked at her sideways, drinking wine and in a good mood, "Are you here yet? It's so slow to do something, what's the use of keeping you here?"