Come With Me

Chapter 45 A Hair Distance Between Us

I looked at those malicious smiles and asked them what on earth do they want to do?

"Lick off Mr. Du's wet clothes."

After a burst of laughter, they all nodded in agreement.

I clenched my hands into fists secretly. "That's impossible."

Someone put a bottle of white wine on the turntable and turned the wine to me. "It doesn't matter if you don't want to lick it. Just drink it all and leave as we do as usual."

I saw a half kilo of white wine in front of me and I swept my eyes over everyone.

As a matter of fact, no one felt anything wrong with what they were doing at the moment. They just stood there, waiting for something interesting to happen.

Patrick stood up and poured a glass of wine. When he was about to pass it to me, he said, "Mrs. Jasmine, it should be a happy thing today. We are all friends, why do you get us in a dilemma? How about this? You can propose a toast to Mr. Du. and then we make up? What do you think of it?"

"You can drink as much as you want. I won't take the advertisement. Please get out of my way and let me out."

With his eyebrows frowned, Patrick's eyes skipped over me and looked at Mr. Du behind me.

"Mr. Du, you see there is someone who doesn't know how to appreciate you?"

Mr. Du, who was standing behind them, snorted, "Yang guo also did not get the first night of little dragon girl, I hate this kind of proud, but very cheap women. They pretend to be good, but life is a nuisance to them." You have no money, but you pretended to be reserve and lofty. "

Those women laughed shamelessly and echoed her words, "When you are a young girl, you should sell yourself. Otherwise, nobody will want to buy it when you grow up!"

I looked at Patrick and asked him again, "will you get out of the way or not?"

Patrick slammed his glass on the table and said angrily, "I've never seen a woman who doesn't know how to behave herself. You mustn't go out if you don't drink this bottle of wine."

"You are shameless hooligans!"

"What the fuck are you doing? Don't be polite with her. How dare she curse us?"

Someone instigated Patrick, and he picked up the drink again. When I was totally off my guard, Mr. Du suddenly grabbed my hair and made me raise my head. Meanwhile, Patrick poured the wine toward my lips.

When I was pursing my lips, but the wine still infiltrated into my mouth. Since I had never touched white wine, I couldn't help but cough.

Then more wine ran into my mouth, along my neck, and finally to my clothes.

Those unscrupulous laughter rang in my ears.

I tried to push them away.

Some cups, plates and chopsticks fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Help, help..."

They exchanged the glass with the bottle, and the pouring wine made me unable to shout out with all my strength.

The voice of the private room still disturbed the waiters outside.

However, they all smiled at the waitress and said, "please go out. It's okay. We are having fun and don't disturb us."

The waiter hesitated for a moment and finally took a step back. He was about to close the door again.

When I thought no one had helped me, I saw Robbie and his friends walking out of the private room through the open door.

"Robbie..."

The door was closed.

I fell into despair again.

"Ahem, ahem..."

My throat was choked by the wine that I almost couldn't speak. I'm having a stomachache.

Mr. Du suddenly exerted force to his hand pulling my hair and turned my head to look at his ugly face.

"Do you know the consequence of setting yourself against me? Now get down on your knees and beg me to accept you. You can still endorse this commercial for me. "

I glared at Mr. Du with fury. His face made me feel sick.

I spat violently, and spat on his face. "I won't kneel down to you even if I die, and even if I go to beg for food, I won't be a mistress for someone like you. I don't believe you can do anything to me. You are not able to let me out of this door for the rest of my life, I'll sue you in the police station."

Mr. Du wiped the spittle on his face in disgust, "bitch, I'll beat you to death today. I can afford the medical fee."

Mr. Du raised his fat hand while speaking.

"Bang!" the door was kicked open from the outside. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Mr. Du's hand stopped in midair.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

People at the door began to applaud.

"I like all citizens to use the weapons of law to defend their rights and interests, and meanwhile, I hate those who harm the lives and property of others the most."

Mr. Du suddenly let go of my hand and put on a fawning look.

"Good evening, Van sir. I didn't expect to see you here? I'm having fun with my friends. Would you like to have a drink with me? "

Mr. Van twisted his neck and looked at me with his head on one side.

I recognized that Mr. Van was the one who had dinner with Robbie today.

I never thought that he was a policeman.

"I don't think it's necessary to have dinner with you. There are more expensive merchants outside. I don't want people of your level."

Mr. Van rejected Mr. Du, but he said to me, "he said he was playing with you, if true, I will go."

Mr. Du walked behind me and said in a low voice, "don't make trouble for yourself. Think twice before you speak."

At that time, I didn't pay much attention to Mr. Du's warning. I just thought that I should be merciful to the evil people.

"Sir, that man forced me to be his mistress. I didn't agree with him. He worked with those people to limit my freedom and get me drunk. He attempted to hit me. If you hadn't come in time, I would have been hit,"

Mr. Du whispered viciously behind me, "you are looking for death."

"Oh, Mr. Du, as far as I know, there is a dragon in your family. You were caught for prostitution a few days ago. Did your wife beat you up at the police station? Why do you change so quickly when you just came out? "

Mr. Du pointed at me and said to Mr. Van, "Sir, don't listen to her. She is lying. She seduced me and I refused her. She said she wanted to drink wine, but she did it to prove her sincerity. I didn't lie. So many people present can vouch for me."

"Yes, sir. We can prove that what Mr. Du said is true."

Mr. Van said, "don't tell me that. I have worked as a police for many years Believe it or not, I'll have you all arrested for perjury."

For a moment, no one spoke.

"She's just a little girl who has no self-awareness. Come on, let the police teach you how to be a good girl," Mr. Van waved at me.