novelraw Chapter 1123 - 1066: I Don’t Know You
Chapter 1123 - 1066: I Don’t Know You
Even that man was stunned.
When Mu Zhenzhen arrived, he saw her holding a woven bag.
But now, Jiaqi actually gave this thing to him?
Giving away something from his fiancée?
Is he kidding?
The man hadn’t figured out what was happening when Huo Jiaqi grabbed his hand and forcibly stuffed the woven bag into it.
Then he turned his head and smiled at the stiff Mu Zhenzhen, "You don’t mind, right?"
Mu Zhenzhen simply stared at him, and after a long while, a bittersweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "No... I don’t mind..."
"Alright." Huo Jiaqi’s expression didn’t change, he spoke casually, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll continue drinking."
"Okay."
Mu Zhenzhen watched him leave.
That figure striding away without looking back made her feel, for the first time, that she was redundant.
Everything she did today felt redundant.
Redundant like a joke.
"Uh, thanks." The man, eager to go to the restroom, awkwardly said to Mu Zhenzhen after Huo Jiaqi left, and then went to the bathroom carrying the woven bag.
Ultimately, only Mu Zhenzhen remained standing there.
Even though she hadn’t been drinking, she felt a bit dizzy.
Maybe the air here is not very good.
She turned around somewhat blankly and left in a daze.
She didn’t know how long she had walked when the surrounding suddenly became lively.
In the dazzling lights and vibrant nightlife, everyone was moving their bodies to the deafening DJ music.
Mu Zhenzhen seemed startled by the scene and quickened her pace to leave, stumbling a few steps directly into the crowd.
Countless frantic vibes surged towards her, jolting her awake, and she desperately tried to evade the crowd and leave, but people seemed to block her path intentionally, no matter where she tried to turn.
Overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol and chaos, panic struck Mu Zhenzhen.
"Please... please move... could you please move..."
Her anxious voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz amid the frenzy.
Mu Zhenzhen wanted to move forward but was pushed back step by step by the crowd.
As she watched the figures continuously swaying in front of her, her eyes suddenly reddened.
"Please... please move..."
The voice, with a hint of sobbing, was so soft that she might not even hear it herself.
Mu Zhenzhen looked helplessly at the frenzied crowd, tears uncontrollably streaming down.
"Hey, pretty girl, what’s wrong?"
Finally, someone in the crowd noticed her.
A man looking in his thirties or forties, wearing a vest and with tattoo-covered arms, squeezed through the crowd to stand in front of her.
Mu Zhenzhen glanced at him and hurriedly moved a few steps away, wanting to keep her distance.
Seeing this, the man stopped partying and swiftly approached her, scrutinizing her from top to bottom, finally fixing his gaze on her delicate and charming face, eyes glinting mischievously, "Pretty lady, first time at a club, huh? Why are you wearing so much?"
Mu Zhenzhen had no intention of responding, deciding to blend into the crowd.
Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, the man suddenly grabbed her arm, "Darling, why are you upset? Isn’t it alright if we stop dancing? Come on, let’s go home."
"Let go... I don’t know you, let go..."
Mu Zhenzhen desperately tried to break free.
The man gave a signal to the surrounding crowd, and several men started moving their bodies over, directly isolating Mu Zhenzhen and the tattooed man from the crowd.