The middle-aged man was reluctant and stretched out his big, greasy hands towards Qiao Muyuan, trying to pull her over to the stage to dance.

But before he could touch her, the little boy tried desperately to stop her.

Just when Qiao Muyuan was about to call her bodyguard, a tall man stood in front of her, grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist, and kicked him.

It is common for people to fight in bars. Everyone is not surprised. Those who should drink drink and those who should dance dance.

Seeing this posture, the middle-aged man's bodyguard was ready to take action.

Ji Changmu pinched the man's neck: "Don't move."

Several bodyguards did not dare to move any more. The man who was choked groaned and couldn't stand his legs, and the green bills in his hand fell to the floor.

Chen Hansheng pulled Qiao Muyuan: "Are you okay? Let's go."

Qiao Muyuan's eyes fell on Ji Changmu's face, and he remained motionless. He wanted to say something, but he didn't.

Just at this time, the clock in a church outside rang, "dang dang dang" several times, and it was past twelve o'clock in the morning.

Qiao Muyuan pressed the small bracelet lock on her wrist. Within a minute, her bodyguards rushed over from outside the bar and quickly surrounded the scene.

This was the first time that Chen Hansheng saw Ji Changmu so close. He knew that this was Mr. Boris from EM Group, but he also vaguely knew that the relationship between this gentleman and Miss Janna was not that simple.

Under the dim light, Chen Hansheng's eyes fell on Mr. Boris's face. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that he looked somewhat similar to him.

However, Mr. Boris is over thirty, and he has a maturity and stability that he cannot imitate.

"Let's go." Seeing his bodyguard coming, Qiao Muyuan tied up his hair and followed Chen Hansheng out of the bar.

Passing by Ji Changmu's side, Ji Changmu stopped her: "Qiao Muyuan, the temperature outside is very low, you are wearing too few clothes."

"It doesn't matter, I will take good care of Janna." Chen Hansheng took off his clothes and gave them to Qiao Muyuan.

Qiao Muyuan did not turn to look at Ji Changmu. He lowered his head, took Chen Hansheng's clothes, and left in the eyes of everyone.

After leaving the hotel, the night was really cold in the early morning.

The moonlight is clear and the streets are desolate.

She originally wanted to walk on the streets at night, but seeing Chen Hansheng only wearing a white shirt, she smiled: "I'll take you home first!"

"No, I can take a taxi back." The little boy liked to look at her very much, especially when she laughed. He even forgot about her coldness, folded his arms and looked at him.

"It's okay. I'm on my way." Qiao Muyuan hailed a taxi on the side of the road. It was so late and she wanted Uncle Tao to rest more.

Chen Hansheng rents a small apartment. In his free time, he either goes out to work part-time or studies quietly in the apartment. He rarely goes to bars or clubs, but he studies very seriously.

When the car passed by the apartment, he got out of the car and waved to Qiao Muyuan: "I'm going back first."

"It's delaying your studies." She was the one who dragged him to the bar tonight. She also wanted to drag him along on a whim for some reason, "Let's go to the amusement park together on the weekend."

"Okay, I'm happy to." He smiled, and his smile was sunny and warm.

Qiao Muyuan also smiled, returned the clothes to him, and closed the car door.

The nineteen-year-old boy, who loves to laugh and is sunny, seems to have no overlap with the boy in his memory.
Chapter completed!