Chapter 39: Ye Wen's Despair!

At the entrance of KTV in Lincheng Jue Palace, the lights are bright.
Ye Wen helped the willow tree on the side of the road to vomit continuously, vomiting and crying, showing ugliness, like a drunk alcohol maniac.
"Why? Ye Chen, what did our family owe you in the last life? Why do you hang around our family like a dog skin plaster?"
"Who usually wears a face to show, if it's not for my dad's sake, I won't bother to look at you."
"It's almost thirty people. Not only does my wife run away, but even a job depends on the relationship. My mother is right, you are a waste!"
"I hate you, I really hate you!"
"..."
Standing beside her was Liu Feng, Zhao Qian, Zhang Li, and Zhou Kai, who were comforting her constantly.
"Okay, Wenwen, don't cry. You can't be angry about that waste. If you are angry with yourself, you will lose yourself."
"Zhao Qian is right, Wenwen, if you are out of breath, I asked Zhou Kai to find a few people on the way to work and sacked the kid's head with a sack to give him a punch.
"Don't mess around, I think the surnamed Ye seems to be a bit skillful. If it really hits me hard enough, I suggest, just let Liu Shao fire him directly."
Liu Feng reached out and patted Ye Wen's shoulder, and then said: "You can rest assured that my name and Ye are endless. I'll find a chance to fire him the next day, so I won't be disgusted with us again."
What they didn't notice was that Ye Chen was standing silently on the road across from them, and listened to the words of the people verbatim.
Ye Chen's mouth laughed at the corner of his mouth.
Hehe, it turns out that my cousin is such an image in your mind. I know that you and Eryi look down on our family, and even deliberately cold and targeted.
I don't mind these, and even give you the extremely precious body protector as your birthday gift. Because you are the only daughter of my second uncle, and the second uncle is one of the few people who cares about me in this world.
What's more, since you hate me so much, then I simply withdraw from your field of vision.
With this in mind, Ye Chen shook her head slightly, and planned to turn away, but found that Ye Wen over there suddenly slaps Liu Feng's hand.
"Go away!"
"Don't follow me!"
Leaving a word, she covered her mouth and stumbled across the road, running aimlessly into the dark depths.
As soon as Liu Feng and others changed their faces, they would catch up, and at this time, the road was lit with red lights, and the queues of long queues stopped them immediately.
Ye Chen frowned, and wanted to ignore it, but eventually he couldn't bear it.
Who made her the daughter of an uncle?
Think of it as the last time.
Although Ye Wen was drunk, he ran fast, and ran all the way to the dark alley.
She had a stomachache in her heart and drank because of her birthday gift, which caused her emotions to erupt completely. She just wanted to vent the unknown fire in her heart.
"Tongtong!"
Maybe she ran too fast, and she fell to the ground all at once. It was dark in the surroundings, and she couldn't see where she was.
For a while, the drink awakened.
She stood up and shouted subconsciously: "Liu Feng, Qian Qian, Li Li, Zhou Kai ..."
But no one answered her.
For a moment, she panicked and wanted to go back along the original road. As a result, she heard only the sound of a motorcycle starting the throttle, and a strong light came over.
A motorcycle drove over from a distance. There were two young people sitting on the car, one tall and one short, wearing earrings, and dyed yellow-green-green hair.
The two saw Ye Wen for a moment, then looked at her carefully.
"Brother, this girl is on time." The short young man's eyes flashed suddenly, and he swallowed subconsciously.
The tall young man looked at Ye Wen with a look of wickedness, rubbed his hands and said, "It's more than just on time. I didn't expect our brothers could meet such a superb thing here."
Ye Wenqiao's face changed, and she could not help but take a step back: "What do you ... what do you want to do?"
"Crap, what else can you do? Of course it's you." The tall young man grinned, and the wickedness in his eyes grew stronger.
Ye Wen was shocked and sat on the ground, shivering: "Don't come over, otherwise I'll call someone."
"You name it, in this ghost place, it's useless to break your throat." The tall young man grinned and was about to pounce.
The short young man scratched his head and said, "Brother, how I heard this line is a little familiar, it seems to be a classic conversation of bad men and women in TV series."
"and then?"
The tall young man said impatiently.
The short young man hesitated, and said, "In general, when the villain shouts that it is useless to break your throat, the hero will come out to save the hero."
The tall young man hurriedly looked back. After not seeing anyone, he turned around and gave the short young man a slap: "Sabi, you believe this kind of dog blood plot, hurry up, you hold the girl's leg, Don't let her move. "
After saying this, he rushed directly to Ye Wen.
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, Ye Wen's thin skirt was torn directly, exposing a large area of ​​spring light.
"Don't, don't ..." Ye Wen was desperately struggling, Jiao's body trembling, tears rolled out uncontrollably.
At this moment, she regretted herself, regretting that she should not run into this place that no one knew.
Little did she know that her resistance aroused the sexual interest of the two youths, and a click, Ye Wen's sling also broke.
"Brother, cover her mouth first, don't let her scream, and it's your turn when I'm done."
The tall young man stretched out his hand to untie the belt.
"Don't, I'm begging you!" Ye Wen was desperately covering her key parts, her heart filled with despair.
"Don't? After a while you will cry out, your woman will always be a with bad words."
The tall young man smiled coldly, and when he was lying on her body trying to move further, he suddenly heard a footstep behind him.
The sound of footsteps is not fast or slow, but it is clear in the ears, as if walking in a courtroom.
The tall young man turned his head sharply, looking at the direction in the dark, and said with a lack of confidence: "Who ... who is there?"
In response, he was getting closer.
The short young man swallowed, and his hair was endless: "Brother ... no ... not a ghost."
"I'm not afraid of living people, and I'm afraid of ghosts? I'd like to see who is pretending to be a ghost there." The tall young man smiled without anger, took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight and took a picture.
He was weird in his heart.
Nima, that line is really toxic.