Chapter: 415
Ye Zhenting stared at Feng Qianxue's grasped hand, squinting dangerously.
"Don't let go?" Ye Hui said coldly, "Don't want your hands anymore?"
The man hurriedly let go of Feng Qianxue, stepped back half a step, fell on the sofa, and asked anxiously: "You, who are you?"
The other people on the sofa were all frightened and dare not let out the atmosphere.
"The one you touched with that hand, give it to me!"
Ye Zhenting left these words, took a deep look at Feng Qianxue, and turned to leave.
Feng Qianxue was stunned, her eyes widened in astonishment, and still unable to react, the man's miserable cry came from behind: "Ah----"
Feng Qianxue turned her head subconsciously, and saw Ye Hui slammed the man's hand against the wall, and the sound of broken bones came. The man's expression was distorted in pain, struggling, but there was no room for resistance.
The other people were so frightened that they were curled up in the corner, not daring to say a word.
Where did the princesses have seen such a scene, they all covered their eyes and cried and trembled.
"Looking for death!" Ye Hui yelled coldly and retracted his foot.
The man slipped to the ground and passed out in pain.
Feng Qianxue was still stunned in place, and she didn't recover for a long time.
"What are you doing in a daze?" Ye Hui said, "Please!"
So far, Ye Hui could not be sure that this cheesy girl was Feng Qianxue.
Feng Qianxue forced her composure and followed Ye Hui to the box.
On the way, she was panicked, did Ye Zhenting recognize her? How would he punish her?
When he arrived in the box, Ye Zhenting was already sitting on the sofa and drinking silently, his eyes drooping, looking calm and indifferent.
Feng Qianxue stood at the door, not daring to enter.
"Please!" Ye Hui made a gesture.
She had to take a few steps forward, standing in the middle of the box, watching Ye Zhenting nervously.
Ye Zhenting didn't talk or watch her, but quietly drank.
When he drank the wine in the glass and put down the glass, he finally commanded: "Go wash your hands."
"Huh?" Feng Qianxue was stunned for a moment, and walked to the bar behind the screen to wash her hands.
Ye Hui stood beside him, unsure of it.
"Okay." Feng Qianxue washed her hands and walked over, standing timidly.
"Drink the wine, wake up another bottle." Ye Zhenting picked his chin.
Feng Qianxue squatted down, opened a bottle of red wine, and began to sober up skilfully.
Ye Zhenting kept staring at her hand.
Feng Qianxue knew in her heart that she was asked to wash her hands just now, one is because her hand was touched and he found it dirty, and the other was because he wanted to tell her identity through the scar on her hand.
She was very nervous, but fortunately, the injury on the back of her hand was healed, and there were no scars.
And the scar on her palm that was burned by the cigar is still clearly visible...
As long as he doesn't pull her hand to check, he won't see her palm.
A bottle of wine was soaked up and poured half a glass for Ye Zhenting.
Then he stood up, took a half step back, stood quietly, bowed his head, and waited for his instructions.
From beginning to end, she never looked up at him.
Be extremely calm!
Ye Zhenting did not speak, took a sip from the wine glass, and then drank silently.
Ye Hui stood aside, frowning and observing everything, very puzzled.
What does the Night King want to do?
Soon, a glass of wine bottomed out again.
Ye Zhenting said lightly: "You can go now."
"Huh?" Feng Qianxue was stunned, she didn't understand, did Ye Zhenting see her identity?
If he could see it, why didn't he expose her?
If you can't see it, why bother looking for her?
Also interrupt a person's hand for her?
Ye Zhenting cleaned up, and Ye Hui hurriedly stepped forward to see off the guests: "Please!"
Feng Qianxue bowed to Ye Zhenting, turned and left...
When he walked to the door, Ye Hui took a few dozen cash from the box and handed it to her: "Your sobering skills are very good, and our master is very satisfied. This is your tip!"
Feng Qianxue looked at it, five folds, fifty thousand, if Ye Hui's hands were bigger, there might be a lot... JrNovels.com
"Don't let go?" Ye Hui said coldly, "Don't want your hands anymore?"
The man hurriedly let go of Feng Qianxue, stepped back half a step, fell on the sofa, and asked anxiously: "You, who are you?"
The other people on the sofa were all frightened and dare not let out the atmosphere.
"The one you touched with that hand, give it to me!"
Ye Zhenting left these words, took a deep look at Feng Qianxue, and turned to leave.
Feng Qianxue was stunned, her eyes widened in astonishment, and still unable to react, the man's miserable cry came from behind: "Ah----"
Feng Qianxue turned her head subconsciously, and saw Ye Hui slammed the man's hand against the wall, and the sound of broken bones came. The man's expression was distorted in pain, struggling, but there was no room for resistance.
The other people were so frightened that they were curled up in the corner, not daring to say a word.
Where did the princesses have seen such a scene, they all covered their eyes and cried and trembled.
"Looking for death!" Ye Hui yelled coldly and retracted his foot.
The man slipped to the ground and passed out in pain.
Feng Qianxue was still stunned in place, and she didn't recover for a long time.
"What are you doing in a daze?" Ye Hui said, "Please!"
So far, Ye Hui could not be sure that this cheesy girl was Feng Qianxue.
Feng Qianxue forced her composure and followed Ye Hui to the box.
On the way, she was panicked, did Ye Zhenting recognize her? How would he punish her?
When he arrived in the box, Ye Zhenting was already sitting on the sofa and drinking silently, his eyes drooping, looking calm and indifferent.
Feng Qianxue stood at the door, not daring to enter.
"Please!" Ye Hui made a gesture.
She had to take a few steps forward, standing in the middle of the box, watching Ye Zhenting nervously.
Ye Zhenting didn't talk or watch her, but quietly drank.
When he drank the wine in the glass and put down the glass, he finally commanded: "Go wash your hands."
"Huh?" Feng Qianxue was stunned for a moment, and walked to the bar behind the screen to wash her hands.
Ye Hui stood beside him, unsure of it.
"Okay." Feng Qianxue washed her hands and walked over, standing timidly.
"Drink the wine, wake up another bottle." Ye Zhenting picked his chin.
Feng Qianxue squatted down, opened a bottle of red wine, and began to sober up skilfully.
Ye Zhenting kept staring at her hand.
Feng Qianxue knew in her heart that she was asked to wash her hands just now, one is because her hand was touched and he found it dirty, and the other was because he wanted to tell her identity through the scar on her hand.
She was very nervous, but fortunately, the injury on the back of her hand was healed, and there were no scars.
And the scar on her palm that was burned by the cigar is still clearly visible...
As long as he doesn't pull her hand to check, he won't see her palm.
A bottle of wine was soaked up and poured half a glass for Ye Zhenting.
Then he stood up, took a half step back, stood quietly, bowed his head, and waited for his instructions.
From beginning to end, she never looked up at him.
Be extremely calm!
Ye Zhenting did not speak, took a sip from the wine glass, and then drank silently.
Ye Hui stood aside, frowning and observing everything, very puzzled.
What does the Night King want to do?
Soon, a glass of wine bottomed out again.
Ye Zhenting said lightly: "You can go now."
"Huh?" Feng Qianxue was stunned, she didn't understand, did Ye Zhenting see her identity?
If he could see it, why didn't he expose her?
If you can't see it, why bother looking for her?
Also interrupt a person's hand for her?
Ye Zhenting cleaned up, and Ye Hui hurriedly stepped forward to see off the guests: "Please!"
Feng Qianxue bowed to Ye Zhenting, turned and left...
When he walked to the door, Ye Hui took a few dozen cash from the box and handed it to her: "Your sobering skills are very good, and our master is very satisfied. This is your tip!"
Feng Qianxue looked at it, five folds, fifty thousand, if Ye Hui's hands were bigger, there might be a lot... JrNovels.com
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