I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Jun Qing's injury has almost healed after a week of recuperation.

It was a bit difficult for Ye Zhaoguang to avoid Luosang and contact Zhuang Ran without losing his sense of propriety.

Little did he know that even greater difficulties were waiting for him.

A bar with heavy metal music, with a bar counter.

Bartenders in uniform are mixing drinks for customers.

The men and women in the dance floor were dancing wildly, shaking their heads and tails.

Luosang leaned over the counter, his cheeks flushed from drinking so much alcohol.

I stroked the glass in front of me with my fingers, watching the ice in the glass melt little by little.

Occasionally, men and women would come to chat with him, but he would refuse them coldly.

His love affair died before it even started, so how could he have the energy to care about them?

Yes, romance.

He tossed and turned, and finally realized that he had fallen in love with Ye Zhao.

But she looked down on him and didn't even want to sleep with him.

Even after the gambling game was exposed, there was basically no hope.

Luosang thought about this and looked sad.

Jun Qing saw him the moment he stepped in, passing through the men and women coming and going.

Walk over to the high stool to his left and sit down.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

Seeing the new customer, the bartender handed the prepared cocktail to the waiter and turned to ask.

Jun Qing said calmly, "I don't drink. Give me a glass of orange juice, thank you."

"Hold on."

"Why did you call me here?"

After doing all this, Jun Qing looked at Luosang expressionlessly.

He didn't think their relationship was good enough for them to drink and chat.

Luosang saw him and chuckled twice.

Tried to sit up straight, but failed.

The alcohol took over his head, causing him to slump down again.

"I didn't have any hope at all. I thought you wouldn't come to see me." Luosang looked a little sad.

Jun Qing, his love rival, was willing to see him once, but Ye Zhao, the heartless man, refused to see him even once.

Jun Qing responded indifferently, "Get to the point."

He really didn't plan to come if it wasn't for Ye Zhao.

"what?"

Luosang played dumb.

The temperature in the bar rose and it became a little warm.

Jun Qing felt a little uncomfortable because the music in his ears was really loud.

He pulled the collar of his plaid shirt open a little.

It is this action that reveals the necklace.

When the colorful lights were projected onto the cross, the light dazzled Lausanne's eyes.

Luosang tightened his grip on the glass and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He was very familiar with this thing, as he gave it to Ye Zhao.

No wonder I haven’t seen Ye Zhaodai. It turns out that he has fallen into Jun Qing’s hands.

Anger and gloating coexist.

He didn't intend to point it out, and looked away with a deep gaze, "I guess I can't hide it from you. Ye Zhao knows about the gambling. I can't see him at all now."

Jun Qing wished he could stay away from Ye Zhao. Seeing this, he clapped his hands and cheered, "That's great."

Live it!

"Hey, that's really rude of you." Luosang swirled the wine in his glass. "From what I know, we're in the same boat."

"Wrong." Jun Qing disagreed, smiling wryly, "Zhao Zhao and I are husband and wife. We got our marriage certificate in a formal ceremony."

His words were full of pride, and he seemed to be showing off.

Luosang looked sullen, but chose to endure it. "I owe you a favor, please do me a favor. I want to meet Ye Zhao."

"Don't even think about it." Jun Qing refused.

He would never do anything that would benefit others at the expense of himself.

"If you called me out for this, that's too boring."

Jun Qing ignored the gloomy look on Luosang's face. Before the juice was ready, he put the money on the bar and prepared to leave.

"I'm curious about the necklace you're wearing..." Luosang finished the wine in his glass and said slowly.

Jun Qing lowered his head and found that the necklace was exposed to the public.

Now that he had seen it, he remained calm and said casually, "This, of course, was given to me by Zhao Zhao."

Luosang laughed heartily, turning around and watching his every move, "Say that's mine, it's only worth twenty yuan, Ye Zhao threw it to you and you treated it like a treasure."

Perhaps he felt it was a little ridiculous, and he laughed until tears came out. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, but then he felt that he was really humble.

But ask yourself, if Ye Zhao is willing to give him a chance, what does it matter if he is humble?

"Oh." Jun Qing took off the necklace calmly. "In that case, I'll return it to you now. It can be regarded as returning it to its original owner."

Put it on the bar.

Luosang didn't bother to take a look and poured a glass of whiskey into the glass.

"I didn't want to tell you originally, but seeing you like this, I feel a little sympathetic, so I'll tell you anyway." Jun Qing opened his thin lips slightly, with a rather merciful attitude, "Don't think that Zhao Zhao accidentally overheard the gambling matter."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luosang suddenly realized what was going on and punched him directly in the face.

Jun Qing was hit hard and his skin was red and swollen.

A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"You despicable and sinister villain!" Luosang breathed heavily, his chest heaving, and his eyes were bloodshot with anger.

Jun Qing was fearless, full of provocation and arrogance. "This is all your fault. You've played with other people's feelings, and there will always be retribution. This incident is just a lesson for you. However, I'm very unhappy that someone other than Zhao Zhao hit me."

The smile suddenly disappeared, Jun Qing clenched his hands, and suddenly hit him in the abdomen.

The two punches landed on the body, creating a powerful impact.

Luosang lost his balance and fell on the bar.

The bottles and jars on the table fell to the ground when their bodies hit them. Everyone was terrified and scattered, pointing and talking at them.

Luosang's face was pale, the wine spilled, his sleeves were wet and dripping with water.

He glared at Jun Qing fiercely and stood up with the help of the bar with difficulty.

"If Ye Zhao knew your face, I'm afraid your fate would be no better than mine."

Jun Qing straightened his clothes, his demeanor never losing. "Don't bother worrying about that. You're a defeated opponent now, and you're only worthy of impotent rage."

Luosang refused to admit defeat and got carried away. He wanted to make life difficult for himself and others as well.

"Do you think Ye Zhao is sincere to you?" He said maliciously, "You and I are no match for Zhuang Ran. Today he treated me like a worn-out shoe. My fate will be yours in the future."

Jun Qing disagreed and shook his head, not wanting to waste time talking to him.

When the bar waiters came over, they compensated the bar for its losses and left.