She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Soon, the two went out.

Han Xi didn't drive his usual Maybach tonight; instead, he went to the garage and drove a gray Lamborghini Urus.

The two got into the car, and Han Xi stepped hard on the gas pedal. The car sped out of the garage and drove down the mountain road in just a few minutes.

It was almost ten o'clock, and the night was very dark.

Whether it was because his long-awaited good news had been interrupted again, or because Yang Miao's matter was more serious, Han Xi drove in silence, his face grim the whole way.

The car was going very fast, and soon there were more and more vehicles on the road. Fang Li couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man next to her who was focused on driving.

"Is Yang Miao... alright?"

Han Xi frowned, and a few seconds later he switched his left hand, which was resting on the car window, to the steering wheel, and his right hand reached over the center console to grasp Fang Li's hand, which was resting on her lap.

"It's not clear yet. Lin Mo is here too, so nothing serious should happen."

Fang Li pursed her lips, feeling that his palm was a little cold. She took his hand in return and comforted him, "Yang Miao is a smart girl. She knows how to protect herself when she is in danger. Besides, Lin Mo is here. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Ah."

He held her hand and kissed it, a cold glint flashing in his calm eyes where Fang Li couldn't see.

In just over ten minutes, the car turned into a bar near Kyoto University.

The roar of the engine grew louder as it approached, and the tires screeched to a halt in front of the bar.

The car was turned off, and the two people got out.

"Remember to stay close to me when we go inside."

"I know."

Han Xi pulled Fang Li towards the bar.

The bar is located in an alley behind the back gate of Kyoto University; it's a converted, dilapidated two-story building.

It has no name, only a large smiley face painted in luminescent tin on the side wall, so Kyoto University students call this bar the Smiley Face Bar.

The bar wasn't very big, and the interior wasn't luxurious.

Most of them are in a natural style, with cement walls and unfinished bricks, and only some dark places are simply decorated with colored lights.

Fortunately, the prices here are not high, which attracts a large number of young people. With students from Kyoto University and several nearby schools supporting the business, the place has always been quite successful.

As soon as Han Xi and Fang Li entered the room, they were greeted by a bone-chilling cold.

Immediately afterwards, waves of energetic singing and dancing filled the hall.

The two stood awkwardly at the doorway, their eyes darting around, searching for something.

However, the second floor at that time was completely different from the downstairs.

The private rooms, which were originally closed and bustling with activity, were now open, and men and women who were having a great time had gathered in the corridor.

People stood in twos and threes, looking at a private room at the end of the corridor, occasionally whispering a few words to each other.

"Clap!"

Another sound of shattering glass came from the end of the corridor.

People gathered in the corridor craned their necks to look ahead.

A man wearing a floral T-shirt was kicked out of the door, flying backward several centimeters before crashing heavily to the ground.

The next moment, a man in a gray shirt appeared at the door with a gloomy expression.

"You fucking dare to lay a hand on me? Do you know who I am?!"

The man lying on the ground struggled painfully for a moment, clutching his chest and shouting fiercely.

The man standing at the door was Lin Mo.

His gaze was icy. He ignored the man's words, instead letting out a cold laugh and walking towards him again.

Upon seeing him approach, the man's expression changed slightly, and he braced himself on his arms, preparing to get up from the ground.

Lin Mo would never give him that chance.

Before he could stand up while he was still bent over, she immediately kicked him in the side.

The man noticed in time, dodged awkwardly, and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that he had missed, Lin Mo raised his hand and tried again.

This time, the man clearly had no chance to dodge.

Lin Mo usually looks like a slender white-collar worker, but how many of the people who can stay by Han Xi's side are the kind of people who can be bullied?

His martial arts skills might not be as good as the pair of bodyguards surnamed Jiang who were by the boss's side.

But compared to these thugs who have no real skills and only know how to fight, he's still somewhat worth watching.

Besides, Lin Mo only looks thin. Those who know him know that he pays great attention to physical exercise. When he takes off his clothes, his muscles are clearly defined, and he is just the right amount of muscular.

The fist, whipped by a gust of wind, swiftly attacked the terrified man.

The onlookers held their breath, just when everyone thought the man would be knocked down by Lin Mo's punch...

"Oh!"

A figure suddenly appeared from the side.

Lin Mo was caught off guard and was punched hard.

His head snapped back with the force, and his body staggered backward several steps before coming to a stop.

A buzzing sound filled his mind, and Lin Mo shook his head slightly. He experienced a brief period of hearing loss, and it took him several seconds to recover by squinting his eyes.

Looking up, he saw that the man he had just beaten was now being protected behind him.

In front of him were four or five men with fierce-looking, menacing faces.

The group was clearly a group, and in front of them stood a young boy with a clean-cut appearance who didn't look very old.

Lin Mo's gaze swept lightly across the faces of those people, finally settling on the boy.

"Yang Miao trusted you so much, how could you treat her like this as her classmate?"

The boy's expression was indifferent. Upon hearing this, he slightly curled his lips, and a hint of wickedness beyond his years appeared in his eyes. He said, "How did I treat her? I just invited her for a drink and some fun. If she can't handle it, she can't blame me?"

Lin Mo's expression was grim.

The boy casually brushed his bangs aside. "Besides, I invited someone else. She insisted on coming herself. I've seen plenty of girls like her. She wants to have fun but pretends to be innocent. All she does is pretend to seduce more men. I'm giving her a chance."

"Does she need you to give her a chance?"

"Whether or not it's necessary is not up to you to decide. Why don't you go in and ask her now?"

Thinking of Yang Miao's current state in the private room, Lin Mo couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his hand and pointed at him fiercely: "Yang Miao has been wasting so much money since he was a child that you could pick it up from behind your back. What do you think you are!"

"Who do you think you are! I was originally planning to just play around and then leave it at that, but since you put it that way, fine! Let me tell you, I'm going to fucking sleep with Yang Miao tonight, and I'll make sure she can't keep up the act anymore!"

"you dare!"

The boy sneered, "Try it!"

Lin Mo's eyes darkened sharply as he wondered why the boss hadn't arrived yet.

His cold gaze swept sharply over the people behind the boy, and after a moment of silence, his eyes narrowed and a sneer appeared on his lips.

"At such a young age, you have a bright future ahead of you, and you insist on courting death. How dare you provoke Yang Miao? Do you even know what Yang Miao's family does?!"