"I'm the one he confessed! I didn't say yes," Xibei said, but her words had a different meaning.
"You really don't care?" Yueyue asked in return.
"I'm going, but I can't help him fight. Why should I go?"
"Hey, miss. He's the one who wants to hit others!"
...
But Bei Yunxue still couldn't help but go to that bar.
At this time, the bar was filled with people. At a glance, Xibei saw Cheng Haofan, who was on the verge of collapse, shaking the bottle and pouring wine into a few young juniors. If they didn't drink, he would beat them.
She really didn't want to see the young girls from the country being bullied by him. She struggled to squeeze into the crowd.
"Cheng Haofan! Stop it!" Xibei could not help but stop him in the crowd.
The crowd was too crowded, and the sound was so noisy tha
