Become a Master of Drawing False Hope in a Tragic Novel [GL]

Chapter 17

Nan Gongjin, who has always been popular and successful, has never been insulted and humiliated like this in her entire life.

How dare Bian Yingning do this!

Time and time again, she had pulled his hair and kneed him in the last incident, but now she had even humiliated him with money, comparing him to a duck! She must have thought that Nan Gongjin had no way of dealing with her.

"Thinking about these things, Nan Gongjin decided to forcefully push aside the bodyguards and walk away with some dignity left. Unexpectedly, the bodyguards did not move at all, but he stumbled back two steps.

Nan Gongjin: '...'

On the other hand, Bian Yingning calmly retrieved her card and frowned as she watched.

Why is this male lead so weak?

In theory, he should be able to fight ten people alone, right? Is it because her bodyguard had fought fiercely before?

Nan Gongjin glanced at his bodyguard, who was half a head taller than him, and had a fierce and disdainful look in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and walked away.

Bian Yingning pouted uninterestedly and turned her head to find that Shang Qinghui's friends were all in the corner with their eyes wide open, watching the show.

She raised an eyebrow and took on the attitude of a wealthy woman. She said in a leisurely manner, "Your bill tonight will be on Shang Qinghui's account."

Shang Qinghui's friends: '...' Why do you sound like we owe you money?

"..."

After dealing with the supporting character, there's still the female lead.

The male lead was chased away by her, so if the female lead is bullied and there's no male lead to save her, isn't she in danger?

At this moment, as the embodiment of bravery and justice, she, Bian Yingning, should stand up.

Since the system upgrade brought location functionality, Bian Yingning easily found the female lead in the chaotic crowd.

At this time, she was wearing a black and white maid outfit and her makeup was not too elaborate. However, she had good looks and her hair was down, which made her look less naive and more charming.

Ji Xiaoxue was standing next to one of the booths, her hands neatly clasped in front of her, waiting for customers to ask for her help with drinks and fruit plates.

As the night grew late, the people in the bar lost their usual composure and etiquette, their drunkenness mixed with upbeat music. Soon, a balding middle-aged man handed Ji Xiaoxue a drink and gestured for them to drink a toast.

Ji Xiaoxue felt stiff, holding the drink awkwardly.

A woman sitting among the guests at the booth gestured for Ji Xiaoxue to join the man for a drink without hesitation.

Ji Xiaoxue couldn't refuse, so she clinked glasses with the man. However, the man didn't care, and he grabbed Ji Xiaoxue and wanted to drink the toast with her.

His hand was also wandering around Ji Xiaoxue's shoulder.

Ji Xiaoxue shrank her body, lowered her head, and tried to push the man away.

The music was loud, and if she didn't get closer, she couldn't hear what the man was saying even if he shouted.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man leaned towards Ji Xiaoxue's ear, pretending to tell her how to drink the toast, but his whole face was buried in Ji Xiaoxue's hair. He took a deep breath, and even wanted to kiss Ji Xiaoxue's cheek.