“Let go!”
After all, she was still just a young girl. Wen Zhi had been well-protected by her family since childhood and had never experienced anything like this.
Her face pale with fright, she struggled to break free from the man’s grip, but his strength was too great—she couldn’t break away at all.
Li Yue and Zhang Tingting were also frantic. They shouted for help, but the people around them seemed drowned out by the noisy environment; no one noticed the situation here.
Perhaps even if they had noticed, no one dared to stand up for them.
After all, in Haishi, Wang Sui was still considered a somewhat notorious rich second-generation heir.
No one wanted to offend him over a woman.
Just then, Song Bojian, leaning against the railing upstairs and looking down, noticed Wen Zhi and her friends’ little scuffle.
He had just glanced away indifferently when—
Wait! That’s not right!
Song Bojian immediately looked back, squinting his eyes and staring intently at Wen Zhi’s face for a moment before realizing—
“Holy crap, isn’t that the junior girl?!”
“No, no, I have to tell Su Wenjing right away,” he said in surprise. After all, who knew what exactly the relationship between those two was, right?
If something really happened to her, and he ended up being accused of standing by and doing nothing in front of Su Wenjing, it would be troublesome.
He rushed frantically toward the private room, pushed open the door, and shouted directly at Su Wenjing: “Hey, hey, hey, don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to be the hero saving the damsel. Your junior girl seems to be in a bit of trouble.”
“She’s in the lobby on the first floor!”
Su Wenjing, who had been leisurely lounging on the sofa looking at his phone, frowned slightly upon hearing this and sat up straight.
“What’s going on?” His voice was slightly hoarse.
Song Bojian, for once, didn’t have a gloating mindset and recounted what he had seen. “Downstairs, your junior girl seems to have caught Wang Sui’s eye. She can’t seem to get away now.”
Upon hearing Song Bojian’s words, Su Wenjing furrowed his brows, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and tossed out a question: “Who the hell is Wang Sui?”
He let out a cold laugh, stood up, and walked out.
Walking to the railing outside and looking down, he indeed saw Wen Zhi being harassed.
His expression instantly darkened. He clicked his tongue, turned around, and strode toward the elevator.
The other two men in the private room quickly came out and leaned over the railing to watch the show.
Watching Su Wenjing’s hurried departure, they couldn’t help but laugh: “Still saying there’s nothing between them? Since when does he meddle in other people’s business for no reason?”
“The old tree is blossoming!” Lin He stared at the eye-catching beauty downstairs, his voice full of teasing and amusement.
By now, Wen Zhi was so frightened that her eyes were red with anxiety. Just as she didn’t know what to do, a familiar, nonchalant voice came from behind: “What’s going on? Since when does the Star Pavilion let you call the shots?”
Wen Zhi turned around and saw it was Su Wenjing. Somehow, it felt like she had seen her savior. Even her tone unconsciously carried a hint of dependence she herself didn’t notice:
“Senior, he’s bullying me!”
The little girl, as if she had found her backer, immediately started tattling to him.
Hearing Wen Zhi’s clear voice, Su Wenjing curled his lips indifferently, his gaze casual and teasing as he looked at her, lazily saying, “Didn’t I rush over to play the hero saving the beauty for you?”
You jerk, still teasing her at a time like this!
Wen Zhi thought.
“Let go!”
Wen Zhi fiercely shook off Wang Sui’s hand.
Wang Sui hadn’t expected Su Wenjing to appear here at this moment, so Wen Zhi easily broke free.
She immediately hid behind Su Wenjing. His tall, upright figure completely shielded Wen Zhi.
She sure knows how to pick someone to hide behind.
It seemed she knew no one would dare snatch someone from his side.
When Wang Sui saw it was Su Wenjing who had arrived, he initially didn’t think much of it. But hearing Wen Zhi call out “senior” nearly scared the soul out of him!
No way
How is this girl connected to Su Wenjing?!
“No, Mr. Su, I didn’t know this young lady was with you. If I had known beforehand, I definitely wouldn’t have dared bother her!”
Wang Sui hurriedly apologized, breaking out in a cold sweat, his heart now filled with nothing but fear.
His demeanor was extremely submissive, showing none of the arrogance he had displayed toward Wen Zhi and the others moments before.
Hearing this, Su Wenjing curled his lips slightly. His slender fingers leisurely pulled a cigarette from the pack in his pocket. He didn’t light it, just toyed with the cigarette between his fingers, as if not even deigning to look at him.
“What, you turn into such a coward when you see she’s with me? So ordinary girls deserve to be harassed by you?”
Wang Sui paled at these words, quickly waving his hands. “No, no, I… I…”
He stammered “I” for a long time without getting a single word out.
He didn’t even know how to explain himself. After all, in settings like this, those with power and status could easily toy with women from ordinary backgrounds.
Seeing his timid, submissive manner, Su Wenjing seemed unwilling to waste more time on him.
He tilted his head, placed the cigarette between his lips, took out a lighter, and lit the tip. The faint glow of red embers was inconspicuous in the bar.
But Wang Sui watched, feeling inexplicably uneasy.
Su Wenjing took a shallow drag. The cigarette smoke curled upward in the air before slowly dissipating.
His face held a touch of indifference, his eyes deep as night. Suddenly, he asked, “Which hand did he use to grab you just now?”
Wen Zhi was momentarily confused. Looking up at Su Wenjing, her large eyes were filled with bewilderment.
“Still not saying? Don’t you want me to get revenge for you?”
“Oh, oh.”
“Right hand?” Wen Zhi swallowed, hesitating.
“Fine.”
Su Wenjing slightly lifted his eyelids, his tone extremely flat. “Be sensible. Hold out your hand.”
“Mr. Su…”
Wang Sui’s gaze swept over the cigarette in Su Wenjing’s hand, his face now covered in terror.
But the person before him was none other than Su Wenjing. In Haishi, no one dared offend him lightly.
Gritting his teeth, Wang Sui tremblingly extended his right hand.
“I want the left one.”
Wang Sui was startled, his heartbeat thrown into disarray.
“Mr. Su, please be magnanimous, spare me!”
“What are you thinking? I don’t want to dirty my own hands. Be sensible. Take the cigarette and do it yourself.”
“Do I need to teach you?” Su Wenjing added, seemingly out of genuine goodwill.
Wang Sui nearly ground his back teeth to dust. “No need, I can do it myself.”
“Good,” Su Wenjing replied faintly, his lowered dark eyes lifting slightly.
Wang Sui closed his eyes, taking the cigarette from his hand as if facing a formidable enemy. The still-glowing red tip was pressed directly onto his own arm…
Wen Zhi had been staring intently at the scene, but Su Wenjing reached out and gently turned her head away. “Hey, where are you looking? A young girl like you shouldn’t be watching this.”
“Go, wait in the back.”
“Oh,” Wen Zhi now obeyed whatever Su Wenjing said without question. She obediently took small steps toward the backstage, not forgetting to pull along Li Yue and Zhang Tingting, who were both still staring in shock.
“Holy crap, Zhi Zhi, you…”
“And you still say there’s nothing between you two?!” Li Yue exclaimed in disbelief.
Wen Zhi felt that no matter what she said now, they wouldn’t believe her. “Really, counting tonight, I’ve only met him three times.”
Zhang Tingting said firmly, “You’ve already met him three times since starting university, while others who’ve studied at Hai University for four years haven’t even run into him once. What do you think that means?”
“Alright, alright, it’s fate. It’s fate between us, okay?”
Wen Zhi forced herself to say it, not realizing that the more she spoke like this, the less Li Yue and the others believed her.
“Sure, sure, I think it’s very likely.”
Li Yue nodded seriously, but her expression still clearly said, “Say whatever you want, but there’s definitely something going on between you two.”
Wen Zhi: “…”
Forget it. The more she explained, the more tangled things became.