Chapter 276 Don’t bother me
"Who are you calling ugly?" A man with a scar on his face walked out of the crowd and looked at Shen Zhaoli with a gloomy face. "You are such an ungrateful woman! I just came here to keep her company because I saw she was drinking alone and feeling lonely!"

Shen Zhaoli had no expression on his face. His overly colorful face was now covered with a layer of gloom and looked cold: "So, I should thank you?"

"Of course! Otherwise, such a beautiful girl would have been drugged long ago!" The scarred man looked at Shen Zhaoli impatiently, "Pay the money quickly! Otherwise, don't even think about leaving!"

"I didn't bring any money."

"What did you say?" The boss with tattoos had a much more sinister voice. He looked at Shen Zhaoli, suddenly picked up the wine bottle beside him and smashed it directly on the table.

The wine bottle shattered instantly. He raised the sharp bottle and pointed it at Shen Zhaoli, saying viciously, "You dare to come here without money? Are you looking for death?"

Wen Jiao originally thought that Shen Zhaoli would come to compensate her. She had just smashed several bottles of wine from the other party, and in the final analysis, she was just being blackmailed. However, Shen Zhaoli did not seem to intend to pay compensation.

"My boyfriend! Why did you come here without any money?" Wen Jiao was sober. She stared at Shen Zhaoli with her eyes wide open, lowered her voice and said nervously, "I really broke someone's things. You pay us and we'll leave. Can you please stop making trouble?"

Shen Zhaoli lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Jiao's nervous face.

His hands slid down and clasped her waist, applying force.

Wen Jiao was forced to tiptoe and lean in Shen Zhaoli's arms.

She looked even more shocked and looked at him in astonishment, "What are you doing? There are so many people!"

"You know so many people too? Aren't you afraid that I'll be beaten to death?" Shen Zhaoli put his lips close to Wen Jiao's ear. His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of sneer: "Wen Jiao, can't you make people feel less worried all day long? Why is it that every time you come to me, nothing good happens?"

Wen Jiao heard anger in Shen Zhaoli's voice.

She stared at him blankly, the remaining alcohol dissipated, she gave in and whispered, "I'm heartbroken, just pity me and don't argue with me, okay?"

Shen Zhaoli didn't say anything. He just looked at her with an unpredictable expression.

The flower-armed man at the side spoke impatiently, his voice becoming increasingly unfriendly, "Do you two treat us like air? Do you really think we dare not do anything? Your girlfriend smashed so many of our bottles, and you can't leave unless you pay for it!"

Shen Zhaoli chuckled. He let go of Wen Jiao, his eyes cold, "You harassed my girlfriend and want me to pay you?"

"Harassment? That's giving her face."

Before Brother Huabi could finish his words, Shen Zhaoli had already picked up the wine bottle beside him and smashed it down fiercely.

The smile on his face was extremely dangerous, but he still spoke softly, "I'm giving you face, now take your people and get out, otherwise no one will leave this store tonight!"

The commotion here finally alarmed Xie Zhang on the second floor.

This bar was originally owned by Xie Zhang. Seeing the ruthless attitude of the young master of the Shen family, he knew that this matter would not end well, so he ordered the manager to go over and settle it.

Everyone is scared of a madman. The man with tattoos took the money from the manager with one hand, covered his bleeding forehead with the other, and said viciously: "I am not going to bother with him for the sake of your boss! Brothers, let's go!"

Shen Zhaoli lowered his head and was pulling out the glass shards from his palm. As he did so, blood flowed down his hand.

Wen Jiao was sobered up by the shock, and all the drunkenness disappeared. How painful it must be!
As soon as Brother Huabi finished speaking, Shen Zhaoli spoke up, coldly interrupting everyone: "Wait."

The manager looked at Shen Zhaoli with horror.

"Young Master Shen, for Mr. Xie's sake, please don't make things more complicated!" Shen Zhaoli pretended not to hear anything. He didn't even raise his head and said in a cold tone, "Apologize to Wen Jiao. You can leave only after you apologize."

"Don't push yourself too far!"

Seeing that the flower-armed elder brother was about to explode, Shen Zhaoli looked up with a smile, his eyes calm, "So what if I push my luck?"

The manager quickly said, "It's all a misunderstanding. How about this, for Mr. Xie's sake, please apologize to this lady and let this matter go!"

The man with tattoos is not a fool. He originally thought that this little girl was just an ordinary person. But now, looking at the manager's respectful attitude, he realized that she was just someone he could not afford to offend.

So he winked at his subordinates, and everyone spoke up when they saw this.

"I'm sorry Miss, we were the ones who offended you just now."

"Yes, yes, it was us who offended."

Wen Jiao felt extremely ashamed and wanted to leave with his head down.

Shen Zhaoli saw her intention, grabbed her wrist and walked upstairs.

Wen Jiao didn't have time to react. In fact, the strength difference between the two was so great that she couldn't even resist.

It was not until the door of the box was slammed shut that Wen Jiao shuddered and stared at Shen Zhaoli blankly, "Are you angry?"

"Wen Jiao, do you think that since I told you last time that I was willing to marry you, you would treat me as a backup?"

"No." Wen Jiao said hurriedly: "I just don't want to trouble Bian Yue. It's so late, I think it's more appropriate to find you. What's more, we are friends, right?"

After Wen Jiao finished speaking, he saw Shen Zhaoli looking at him expressionlessly.

Her hand was still dripping with blood. Wen Jiao took a deep breath and tried to ease the atmosphere. "Well, let me bandage your wound first."

Shen Zhaoli pretended not to hear anything. He walked closer to Wen Jiao step by step, and the latter stepped back step by step. Finally, he forced him to the sofa and he sat down.

Shen Zhaoli bent down, looked at the woman trapped in the corner, and asked word by word in a very frivolous manner, "Who is your friend?"

"Me and you"

"Wen Jiao, I'm not a good-tempered person. I advise you to stop. If you don't want to marry me, don't provoke me." Shen Zhaoli pinched Wen Jiao's chin. His hands were covered in blood, which stained Wen Jiao's face in a glaring red.

"Shen Zhaoli"

"My last name wasn't Shen, and I didn't have much education, Wen Jiao. I'm different from the men you know." He gently stroked her face and saw her trembling as he wished. He sneered, his anger obvious, "I don't want to be a flower protector. Either you marry me or don't bother me anymore."

Wen Jiao didn't expect that Shen Zhaoli was so violent in nature.

He looked so harmless and young that Wen Jiao had no guard against him. Even before, when he proposed to her, Wen Jiao just thought he was a child.

But at this moment, she was really scared when she saw Shen Zhaoli like this. Her heart was beating fast. After a while, she said carefully: "Then I apologize to you. I won't look for you anymore."