Chapter 177: Good Attitude, Bad Tone
Ji Haoyu was dressed in a casual gray outfit. He looked at Jian Ai with a smile that did not reach his eyes. His cherry-like pink lips curled up, and he instantly revealed a hint of evilness. “He’s almost done.”
His tone was not a discussion, but a reminder.
Ji Group’s eldest grandson, the only heir of one of the top financial groups in Asia. With his status, if not for his friend’s invitation today, he would never appear in a low-class bar in Zhonglou District.
He was already uninterested and bored to death. Who knew that fate would be so wonderful?
The deafening music suddenly stopped, and what entered his ears was a warning as cold as ice. The sentence, “If you want to die, try moving” was captivating, and it immediately aroused his interest. He raised his eyes to look over.
When he saw a beautiful and tender face, even the calm Young Master Ji was shocked. Besides feeling surprised, he recognized Jian Ai at a glance.
Then, he saw the thin girl waving her fist as if she was possessed by a demon from hell. Until the person under her was on his last breath, she did not show any intention of stopping.
He had never been a busybody. However, looking at Jian Ai in front of him, Ji Haoyu could predict that if no one stopped her, she would smash the person’s head into pieces before letting go.
It was unknown how deep the hatred was that made a teenage girl lose control so violently.
There was obvious anger in the girl’s eyes, and the exciting fire dancing beneath her eyes made one tremble in fear. However, Ji Haoyu did not come out to stop her immediately. Instead, he waited until the person was on the verge of death before standing out.
He allowed Jian Ai to vent her anger, but not to the extent that someone died. By then, it wouldn’t be easy to resolve the situation.
Hence, the moment Ji Haoyu opened his mouth, he reminded her that it was about time and he was almost done.
He could not say the reason himself. If he had to find a reason, he would take it that she had saved the Old Master once.
Jian Ai lowered her head to look at Liu Yong, who had been beaten up beyond recognition. At this moment, her rationality returned. Seeing the miserable state of the person under her, Jian Ai, the perpetrator, could not help but frown.
Did she beat someone up like that?
Jian Ai was secretly shocked. Her mind was blank just now, and there was nothing in her eyes except for Liu Yong’s face. In her mind, she saw her brother’s body full of injuries. She felt that a ball of resentment that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time spewed out the moment she made a move, and her body punched madly without control.
What made Jian Ai feel afraid was that she felt a stirring in her body. She felt unprecedented pleasure when she punched. The red color entered her eyes, making her unable to control her excitement.
Liu Yong’s face was bruised and swollen, and he was spewing blood. He looked as if he would die at any moment. If Ji Haoyu had not stopped her at the right time and she punched him a few more times, he would probably have died.
At this moment, Jian Ai’s anger instantly dissipated, but she didn’t feel guilty for hurting him.
She had already told herself that if anyone dared to hurt her mother and brother, she would not let them off easily.
Seeing that Jian Ai’s condition seemed to have gradually calmed down, Ji Haoyu immediately tightened his grip on her wrist. Jian Ai took advantage of the situation and stood up.
Unlike the shocked expressions of the onlookers, Ji Haoyu looked at Jian Ai with a trace of interest in his peach blossom eyes. Before he could say anything, Jian Ai said coldly, “Thank you.”
Ji Haoyu raised his handsome eyebrows. He thought to himself that her attitude was alright, but her tone was not good.