Chapter 243 I'm scared
Not long after, a bodyguard came over. He walked up to Huang Yuzhen, who was still groaning on the ground, and without even looking at him, he threw a stack of cash at him.
His eyes were full of contempt and disdain as he said, "This ten thousand yuan is your medical expenses."
"Our young master said that if you dare to bother Miss Jiang again, it will not be as simple as teaching you a lesson like today."
"You'd better take care of yourself."
After saying this, the bodyguard turned and left the scene.
Huang Yuzhen, who was lying on the ground, gritted her teeth, grabbed the stack of bills, and stood up shakily.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared fiercely at the direction where the bodyguard left, and shouted angrily: "Just wait, I will never let you go!"
"I will make you pay the price! I will report you. If I don't live well, none of you will live well either!"
Afterwards, Huang Yuzhen staggered out of the hotel with the money.
With his departure, the hotel lobby gradually returned to calm.
However, many diners were still whispering about what had just happened.
Song Chengjing looked at what had just happened with a look of disdain on her face. She turned to Lan Zijie beside her and said, "Look, these are your friends? Who are they?"
Lan Zijie did not respond to Song Chengjing's words, but sat quietly in his seat, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and taking a sip.
After being together for such a long time, I never thought that Huang Yuzhen would be this kind of person.
Song Chengjing continued to persuade: "You should stay away from these people in the future, so as not to be led astray by them."
After saying this, she sighed softly, as if she was full of worry for him.
Lan Zijie just smiled, his eyes revealing a hint of ridicule and curiosity, and he didn't seem to care about Song Chengjing's advice.
Looking at Song Chengjing in front of him with a half-smile expression made people confused.
Being stared at by him like that, Song Chengjing felt uncomfortable all over, and a strange feeling surged in her heart.
She couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion: "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something written on my face?"
Song Chengjing subconsciously reached out and touched his cheek, fearing that there was something wrong.
Lan Zijie couldn't help laughing when he saw how nervous she was. He shook his head and said, "No, I just found it very interesting to see you trying so hard to persuade me."
There was a hint of teasing in his tone, as if he was teasing Song Chengjing.
After hearing his explanation, Song Chengjing's face flushed slightly, and he snorted awkwardly: "What's so funny! Eat quickly!"
She lowered her head and pretended to focus on the food, trying to hide her inner shyness.
Lan Zijie stopped teasing her when he saw this, and they both enjoyed their dinner in silence.
After a while, Song Chengjing raised his head, looked at Lan Zijie, and asked softly: "It's only a little after eight o'clock now, where are we going later?"
Looking at her excited appearance, Lan Zijie's mouth corners slightly raised, and a hint of cunning was revealed in his eyes.
It seemed as if he had thought of some good idea to tease Song Chengjing in front of him.
Then he pretended to be relaxed and said, "I have booked a room upstairs in the hotel. Do you want to go up and sit for a while?"
This sentence was like a thunderclap, which shocked Song Chengjing's body and froze the smile on his face instantly.
She was so shocked that the fork in her hand fell onto the table with a crisp sound.
She looked at Lan Zijie at a loss, with a trace of panic and uneasiness in her eyes, and stammered: "Lan Zijie, don't be like this..."
Seeing how nervous she was, Lan Zijie secretly laughed in his heart, but pretended to be serious on the surface, as if he didn't realize that his words had caused trouble to the other party.
He crossed his hands under his chin, gave a meaningful smile, and teased, "What? Are you nervous?"
Song Chengjing's mind quickly thought of some things that might happen, and a sense of fear rose in his heart.
I don’t like Lan Zijie like this. I feel like he has suddenly become so strange.
She frowned, her face full of worry, and her voice trembled a little: "I'm afraid..."
Lan Zijie raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile: "I was just joking with you, don't take it so seriously"
These words seemed like a magic potion, making Song Chengjing's body relax instantly.
She rolled her eyes at him coquettishly: "Really, you are such a disgusting person! How can you joke like this..."
Seeing Song Chengjing's panic and fear, Lan Zijie couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
Decided not to tease her anymore.
"By the way, do you like tasting fine wine?" Lan Zijie asked gently.
Song Chengjing shook his head vigorously to deny it.
When he was in the Song family, he was the least welcome and was even regarded as a stain.
So she never had the chance to taste the precious wines of the Song family.
Although I would occasionally drink red wine later, that was only because I heard that red wine could beautify my skin.
Moreover, the red wine I bought was affordable and there was nothing special about it.
As for wine tasting, I know nothing about it.
Lan Zijie stood up and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you to a good place."
Song Chengjing stood up with a smile, not forgetting to pick up her bag, and asked curiously: "Where are you going?"
Lan Zijie kept it a secret and said with a smile: "You will know when we get there."
When they reached the side of the road, Song Chengjing stopped and pointed at a cool Porsche 718 Cayman next to him. With a slight smile on his face, he asked in a playful tone, "Do you want to take my car?"
At the same time, Lan Zijie had quickly walked to the dazzling red Ferrari 12 Cilindri that he had driven, gently pressed the key in his hand, and opened the car door.
He turned around and looked at Song Chengjing, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he also invited her: "Do you want to take my car?"
Song Chengjing walked lightly to Lan Zijie's side, her eyes fell on his car, and she looked at it carefully.
She seemed very interested in this luxury car, her face full of curiosity and excitement.
"I remember this model costing around six million! Did you buy it yourself?"
She blinked and stared at Lan Zijie, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
Lan Zijie was slightly stunned, and looking at her innocent look, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
He shook his head and explained, "No, this is a gift from my brother."
"My brother and I are not very keen on sports cars. Although we will buy them, we rarely drive them ourselves."
“My brother usually has a driver when he travels.”