However, what the man showed was the unfamiliar coldness of Junhua. This coldness made Junhua know that this man would not help her.

Seeing that Jun Zhu was still moving, Xue Shao lost his patience, grabbed Jun Zhu's hair again, forced her head to tilt back, picked up a glass of wine, and began to forcefully pour it into Jun Zhu's mouth, "Drink, give me some drinks!"

Seeing that Xue Shao was so embarrassed, no one there came to stop him, but laughed. The second generation ancestors who lived in luxury had a deep-rooted concept of class, but they had no limit to curry favor with Ruan Mingxiao and called Ruan Mingxiao. They could also treat grassroots dancers like Junxiao, and not treat her as human beings, but just treat them as a toy for them to appreciate. If they are happy, they would reward you, and if they are unhappy, they would torture you to death.

Obviously, Jun Zhuo was in trouble today and fell into the hands of Mr. Xue.

Not only the second generation ancestors, but also the princesses in the private room who were responsible for accompanying each other laughed out loud. They had no sympathy for Junhua. In their opinion, like Junhua, they were just ignorant and had too shallow social experience, so they should learn lessons and have a long memory. None of them came from ignorance. When they were bullied, no one helped them.

Junhua was choked by the uninterrupted foreign wine, but Xue Shao ignored her and was not satisfied with the cup. He picked up the bottle of wine and started pouring it into Junhua's mouth.

Jun Zhu was extremely uncomfortable. She pulled Xue Shao's arm hard, but the alcohol had already risen, and her body began to become soft and weak.

"Drink! You'll die! Hahaha! I won't give you face!" Xue Shao's expression was ferocious and happy. When he looked at Jun Zhu in pain, he felt a perverted pleasure in his heart. This pleasure made him want to torture Jun Zhu even more.

Jun Zhu began to despair, and she struggled to look at Ruan Mingxiao, as if that man was her last straw.

However, Ruan Mingxiao's reaction made Jun Zhu fall into bottomless despair again.

Xue Shao smiled evilly, and the other second-generation ancestors in the box also made a perverted clamor. Although Ling Tianyou felt that it was not good to bully a girl like this, he didn't say anything.

In my ears was Xue Shao's almost perverted laughter, "Hahaha, little bitch, I can't save you!"

Jun Zhu lowered his hands weakly, her consciousness began to dissipate, and her body began to soften in one direction, and the half of the broken jade hidden in her clothes was exposed.

At this moment, Ruan Mingxiao kicked the coffee table in front of the sofa. It was a powerful impact. With the harsh friction sound, the coffee table instantly hit the knee of Mr. Xue who was already in a mad manner.

A piercing pain came, and Mr. Xue screamed and let go of Jun Hua, who was completely drunk with both hands, "Damn who is it! Who is it that hit me!"

The tall figure walked slowly over with coldness and caught the fallen Junhua, "I."

Hearing Ruan Mingxiao's cold voice as if it was from the ghost realm, Xue Shao's body suddenly shuddered, and his previous unrestrained emotions were frozen suddenly, "Xiao...Xiao Master..."

He was too proud and forgot that Ruan Mingxiao was still here, but Mr. Xue didn't understand why Ruan Mingxiao was doing this, and he didn't dare to ask.
Chapter completed!