After Mudan finished singing "Sailor", she stood there holding her pipa again, glanced at Young Master Zhang, and then lowered her head, her mood not improving at all.

"This pain in the wind and rain is nothing." Young Master Zhang took a sip of wine and said to Mudan Youyou, "Wipe away your tears and don't be afraid. At least we still have dreams. I give these lyrics to you."

Mudan's throat moved, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it. She just looked deeply at Young Master Zhang and said, "Thank you."

After a pause, Mudan pursed her lips and said, "Sir, may I ask your last name."

"My name is Zhang Tian." Zhang Tian replied.

"Mr. Zhang, I sing at the Hongchen Bar every night. If you have time, I hope you can come and join me. I have no other intention, I just want to have an audience." Mudan said softly, and immediately lowered her head after speaking.

"What are you doing?" Han Mengyi quit. She originally thought this Peony was quite pitiful, but who would have thought that now she would openly **** Zhang Tian. She couldn't help but dig her mouth and stare at Young Master Zhang threateningly.

"You can go out, I don't need you to sing anymore." Zhang Dashao sighed. Mudan is a person with a story, but he can't help her.

Mudan didn't speak, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes. She hugged Pipa, turned around quietly, and opened the door of the box, like a fog that made it difficult to see clearly.

Liu Jingchen felt very unhappy. He had just invited someone in, and before he could sing a few songs, he was kicked out by Young Master Zhang. Isn't this a loss of face?

However, it didn’t look like Peony was just faking it. Something seemed really wrong. Maybe Zhang Tian was right about it, so he didn’t say anything more at the moment.

"Hey, isn't this the beautiful Miss Peony?" Peony had just gone out when a malicious voice came from outside, "Come on, come on, have a drink with me."

Young Master Zhang's heart moved, and his consciousness swept out, and he had a panoramic view of everything that happened outside. A tall, thin, middle-aged man with a high nose blocked Mudan's way.

"Sir, please get out of the way." Mudan's face was still full of bitterness and hatred, without fear or panic, and she said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

The more he looked like this, the more the provocative middle-aged man felt itchy in his heart. He chuckled, stretched out his hand to pull Peony again: "Don't leave in a hurry, brother likes your singing very much, come on, you can sing another song for brother.

"

Mudan knocked off the middle-aged man's hand and said: "Sir, please get out of the way. If you want to request a song, please go to Manager Wu."

After saying that, he ignored the middle-aged man and strode forward.

The middle-aged man looked at Mudan's pretty back and couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips. His heart was so itchy that he couldn't bear it. He ran over and slapped Mudan on the top of his face: "Don't go."

Mudan's expression changed, she turned around and gave the middle-aged man a slap in the face.

Seeing this, Young Master Zhang couldn't sit still. He said hello to Han Jianwei, Han Mengyi and others, got up and left the box. He had no intention of caring about Mudan's story, but he couldn't just watch this happen and ignore it.

"You bitch, you dare to hit me?" A loud shout came from the front. The middle-aged man was stunned and became furious. He raised his big hand and slapped Mudan hard.

There was no change in Mudan's face, not even anger or unwillingness. She had experienced this kind of scene many times.

Snap!

There was a soft sound, and the swollen cheeks that he imagined being slapped did not appear. The middle-aged man's arm just stopped in front of him. The middle-aged man's wrist was grasped by another fair and young arm.

"Men should not hit women." Young Master Zhang said softly, pushed the middle-aged man's hand away, turned around and looked at Mudan, "Let's go quickly."

"Thanks."

Peony still said these two words, hesitated for a moment, turned and left without looking back.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man stared at him and yelled at Young Master Zhang in shock and anger.

Young Master Zhang frowned and said, "Don't harass Mudan again." He ignored the middle-aged man, waved his hand and left.

"Crazy." The middle-aged man was stunned for a while and didn't realize what was going on. Why did such a kid suddenly appear? What's going on?

When Young Master Zhang was almost gone, he went over to grab Young Master Zhang and shouted, "Who told you to leave!"

Young Master Zhang stopped and just turned around, the middle-aged man cursed again: "Boy, a hero saves a beauty! You are quite courageous, but you actually took care of me. I want to die."

Isn’t that right?”

He grabbed Young Master Zhang, picked up Young Master Zhang by his collar, and said, "Do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I can't even save your life! It's really unreasonable."

After cursing, he opened his clothes again, revealing the skin on his chest and abdomen. There were two crisscross scars on it, which would be a bit shocking to ordinary people.

"Do you know what this is? This is a scar!" The middle-aged man spitted and pointed at the two scars, "Do you know how many people I have hacked to death with my own hands? Do you even dare to live for me?

Are you tired of it?"

The middle-aged man scolded him until he was out of breath, but Young Master Zhang was stuck there like a stick, letting the middle-aged man lift him up without blinking.

After the middle-aged man finished cursing and let himself go, Mr. Zhang turned around and walked away again without saying a word.

"Are you really crazy?" the middle-aged man muttered. He had been threatening and scaring him for a long time, but why didn't the kid react at all? The middle-aged man felt deeply frustrated.

"Stop!" the middle-aged man shouted again.

Young Master Zhang frowned again. He didn't want to pay much attention to the middle-aged man at first, but who knew that this guy stuck to him like a dog-skin plaster.

"You're quite cool." The middle-aged man stared and rolled up his sleeves as he walked forward, as if he wanted to teach Young Master Zhang a lesson.

"Brother Li!"

At this time, Liu Jingchen and Han Mengyi also heard the movement outside the box. They immediately came out to take a look and saw this scene. Liu Jingchen immediately shouted.

"Xiao Liu?" The middle-aged man turned around, feeling a little surprised, "Are you eating here too?"

"Yes, Brother Li, I'm right here." Liu Jingchen pointed to his private room next to him, "That's a coincidence, Brother Li, what are you doing with such a murderous look?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just want to teach a blind boy a lesson." The middle-aged brother Li Li raised his chin and pointed at Young Master Zhang, then walked towards Young Master Zhang, "Let's talk later."

"Brother Li!" Liu Jingchen rushed over to stop Brother Li. At the same time, he glared at Young Master Zhang, as if blaming Young Master Zhang for causing trouble, "Is it a misunderstanding? That's a friend of mine."

"Your friend?" Li Ge looked very surprised, "You have such a friend?"

"Yes, Brother Li, that's a friend of mine who is not very sensible. You don't care about the faults of others, just for my sake, forget it." Liu Jingchen looked very enthusiastic and persuaded Brother Li,

"I'll buy you two drinks another day."

"Since I'm your friend, let's forget it." Brother Li waved his hand very generously, "I'm doing this for your sake. Tell that kid, if he dares to be smarter in the future, and he dares to bully me again, I'll do it.
Chapter completed!