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The corner of the deck was pitch black, and Su Yinian only caught a glimpse of the back of a tall young man from the corner of his eye.

A man with a brown ponytail, wearing a dark blue T-shirt and jeans, is entangled with a pretty, beautiful and fashionable young girl.

This artistic hairstyle really left some impression on Su Yinian.

Because this person was also from the creative class, and during the first performance, he was in Xie Wenyu's team!

"Liang Ye, am I not good enough to you? The brand names you wear, your monthly pocket money, the house you live in and the car you drive, which one was not given to you by me!"

The young girl's voice trembled with anger, and she shouted at the top of her lungs -

"How dare you spend my money to hook up with other women?! Call that woman out now and explain clearly, or we will break up!"

Liang Ye remained indifferent. He walked up to her and pulled her arm in a rude and bad tone.

"Fang Qianqian, can you please stop making trouble? You weren't so unreasonable when I first met you. Okay, go back and tell them not to go crazy in public!"

"Let me go, I won't leave! Scumbag, don't touch me with your dirty hands, let's break up!"

Fang Qianqian screamed, resisted Liang Ye's touch, and struggled continuously.

However, her strength was insignificant compared to that of an adult man. With a "slap", she slapped Liang Ye in the face.

Liang Ye was enraged by the slap, and his true colors were revealed, tearing off the disguise of a gentleman boyfriend in front of Fang Qianqian.

"You are just a cheap licker. You are so annoying that you keep pestering me. If I wasn't short of money recently, I wouldn't bother with you. Do you really take yourself seriously?"

"Hit me? Ha, I let you hit me! Go ahead!" Liang Ye grabbed Fang Qianqian's neck with one hand, his face ferocious.

Fang Qianqian kept slapping Liang Ye's arms with her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks, secretly hating herself for not being able to judge people well.

"Help……"

When her breathing stagnated and her brain began to lack oxygen, she wondered in despair, was she going to die like this?

In her blurred vision, she saw a tall and slender figure, with long, silver-white curly hair that sparkled under the light, and a sweet and cool girl, striding towards her with a plastic chair on her shoulder.

"boom--!"

The chair hit the back of Liang Ye's head, causing him to scream.

Feeling the pain, he loosened his hand that was pinching Fang Qianqian's neck. Before Liang Ye could come to his senses, he was kicked in the knee again. In severe pain, he fell to one knee.

"boom--!"

He punched Liang Ye's thin cheek with all his might, knocking him to the ground.

The chair fell from above, and the ladder legs firmly stuck his upper body, leaving him with a pig-like face and unable to move.

Liang Ye struggled to lift the chair.

He looked at the petite and slender figure that attacked him, but his vision was unable to focus.

Even though the figure was closer, all Liang Ye could see clearly was a stunning yet blurry outline.

"Boom--!"

A pair of cool black boots stepped on the chair.

The cold beauty with seductive teardrop mole and sharp eyes frowned, sneered, and spoke with coldness.

"If you can't speak, you can cut off your tongue, bastard, who are you calling a bastard? She told you not to touch her, are you deaf?"

Fang Qianqian's body slid down and she knelt on the ground. She covered her neck with her hands and breathed deeply. She stared blankly at Su Yinian, who suddenly appeared like a god and saved her.

Because of her outstanding appearance, when Su Yinian went to get the plastic chair just now, many people noticed her and followed her with their eyes, thus witnessing the whole process of her rescuing Fang Qianqian from Liang Ye.

Exclamations rang out one after another, the band stopped performing, the deck became quiet, and more and more people came forward to watch.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business? I'm educating my girlfriend. Why do you hit me?"

A big man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall was beaten to the ground by a small and fragile-looking woman. It was so embarrassing that Liang Ye's face turned red.

Fang Qian collapsed and yelled, "No! He's not my boyfriend anymore! He's just a gigolo who cheated women out of their money! I just broke up with him!"

"Did you hear that? She said she has nothing to do with you anymore."

Su Yinian frowned, and a hint of suspicion appeared in his beautiful and narrow eyes, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

After a moment, she showed an indescribable expression, her words were full of incomprehension, and she asked sincerely.

"You said you're just average looking and you don't have any money, but you're trying to marry a girlfriend who's so sincere to you, but you don't cherish her, and you even want to strangle her to death. Why?"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Why else could it be, young lady? I can tell from the sound of you that you have never been in a relationship! This kind of sea king just takes advantage of the innocent little girl's love and falls in love just for fun!"

"Scum, scum! Great fight, little sister! This scumbag should be taught a lesson, so that he won't lose control of his lower body!"

Someone took the lead, and one after another, more and more people joined in criticizing Liang Ye.

All kinds of noises mixed together, making a lot of noise, which gave Su Yinian a headache. He just wanted to get out of the current environment as soon as possible.

She raised her head and looked at Fang Qianqian, who was being helped up by a kind-hearted person and was wiping her tears with a tissue, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Fang Qianqian." Fang Qianqian sobbed and looked at Su Yinian eagerly.

"Ah."

Su Yinian responded softly, then lowered his head. When talking to Liang Ye, his attitude became cold again.

"Apologize to Fang Qianqian and I'll let you go."

"Qianqian, I was wrong. You are right. I am a scumbag!"

Knowing that he was no match for Su Yinian at the moment, Liang Ye pretended to be pitiful.

He looked at Fang Qianqian and pleaded, "I have realized my mistake, Qianqian, please ask her to let me go!"

After all, she had truly loved him. Fang Qianqian softened her heart for a moment, looked at Su Yinian hesitantly, and whispered, "Thank you for saving me, little sister. I'm in a very confused mood now and don't want to pursue it any further. Let's just leave it at that."

"it is good."

Finally it was done. Su Yinian agreed happily. He casually lifted his boots, moved the chair that was pressing Liang Ye away, and picked it up neatly in his hand.

She turned towards a less crowded direction and suddenly met a pair of wolf eyes that she had just stared into on the terrace not long ago. She was stunned and stopped.

Fu Yichen, who had witnessed a good show, smiled with his eyes and raised his chin slightly. His expression showed a hint of...admiration for her?

Su Yinian pulled the corner of his mouth in surprise.

As a martial artist with a keen sense of sight, she turned her attention to another direct, scrutinizing gaze.

Su Yilin looked at Su Yinian in disbelief, and for a moment he suspected that he had recognized the wrong person, but it wasn't the case.

The beautiful girl in front of me is carrying a chair on her shoulder with one hand in a casual and bold posture, has exaggerated silver-white hair, and wears functional style. She looks more like AI than a real person.

It was his stepsister who had run away from home for five years and was suspected to have been kidnapped by kidnappers a few minutes ago!