After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

Chapter 3 Sticking to the Bar
She casually took the bottle and slammed it on the man's back, her face still expressionless, like Shura coming out of hell.

Facing the men who were lying on the ground and writhing in pain, Qianzhe Mian just took out the alcohol spray and sprayed it on his hands, as if they were stained with something dirty. He took out his handkerchief and wiped it carefully.

With everyone watching, she stepped over the man on the ground, found a dark corner to sit down, and knocked on the bar: "A glass of whiskey."

At the same time, a black badge was quietly handed out.

When the bartender saw it, he was frightened and didn't dare to do anything. He respectfully handed him a glass of whiskey and then went up to the third floor with his badge.

*
The third floor, the office.

"What did you say? The black six-pointed star badge? Where is it? Let me take a look."

The bartender handed it over very respectfully: "It was given to me by a lady. Several men were rude to her and she knocked her down. She ordered a glass of whiskey at the bar downstairs. Boss, you want to go Take a look?"

"No, you tell her I'm in the office, and then I'll deal with those men." Mo Yanru curled her lips and smiled, "Remember to deal with them neatly. You are very brave if you dare to stir up trouble in my territory."

Qianzhe Mian sat on the high stool next to the bar, tapping the table one after another, staring at the empty wine glass, wondering what he was thinking.

The bartender walked up to her and whispered: "Miss, our boss is waiting for you in the office."

"Yes." Qianzhe Mian stood up, took out a stack of banknotes and pressed them under the wine glass, "Please deal with those people just now. Except for the wine money, the rest of the money is yours."

"Thank you, Miss, for your invitation." The bartender nodded, made a "please" gesture, turned around and put the money away, ecstatic, this person is so generous!One week's basic salary is received!
*
"Click."

The door opened, Qian Zhemian walked in and sat on the sofa.

"Sister, why are you back suddenly?" Mo Yanru smiled easily and poured her a glass of water.

Qianzhe Mian took a sip of water and said slowly: "Qiu Shiluo committed suicide."

"Ah? Are you talking about that little girl from the Qiu family in Beicheng?"

Qian Zhemian slapped him on the head: "What little girl? This girl is two years older than you."

Mo Yanru held her head: "Sister, sister! Be gentle! Your brother and I are thin-skinned, I can't stand a beating like this!"

"Don't come." Qian Zhemian glanced at him and said in a serious tone, "That girl Qiu Shiluo has a very good relationship with Anrao. Anrao asked Qiu Shiluo to wait for her. After waiting for her for so many years, how could she suddenly lose her mind?"

"What do you mean? Someone deliberately provoked Qiu Shiluo?" Mo Yanru stopped laughing and said, "I can't guess who can find her. We spent a lot of effort to get her from the Sui family in Nancheng. Snatch her and send her to Qizhen..."

Qian Zhemian remained silent, standing by the window holding a glass of water, looking up at the deep night sky.

His voice became weaker and weaker, with a hint of temptation: "Sister, what do you mean, the Sui family?"

Sui family?Qian Zhemian frowned. Ever since she took over the case, she always felt that something was wrong.

Mo Yanru filled Qianzhemian with water: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Sister, are you sure you want to go back to Qianjia?"

Qianzhe Mian nodded: "Remember, before I succeeded, your identity was just a small owner of the bar."

Mo Yanru agreed and returned Qianzhemian's badge to her: "What if someone asks about our relationship?"

"Just say it was a life-saving grace." Qian Zhemian drank the water in the cup, the ice and snow melted in his eyes, and patted Mo Yanru on the shoulder: "Even if the plan fails, I am sure to escape intact, you protect me Just be good to yourself.”

"I know." Mo Yanru responded quickly, "By the way, I've put the clothes and bags you asked for in your room next door. Sister, if you don't want to sleep here one night, go to Qianjia tomorrow." Qian Zhe Mian shook his head: "I'm going to Qianjia tonight. There are some things that should be done sooner rather than later."

A few minutes later, Qianzhe Mian came out of the room next to the office. She wore a dark blue top and dark blue and white lower clothes. Her green and black cape moved with the wind. Her hair was pulled back by a step, and she walked gracefully. Style, swaying step by step, swaying.

Under the dim light, she has a high nose bridge, thin lips, peach blossom eyes with raised tails, and red lips. Even though her skin is sickly white, she still cannot conceal her stunning beauty.

She carried a dark blue oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and carried a moon-white bag on her back, which was embroidered with fallen flowers and maple leaves all over the mountain.

Mo Yanru looked at his sister. She coughed every five steps and gasped every ten steps. She looked like a sickly beauty.

Her sister is indeed a good spy. In this outfit, who would associate her with the cold-faced Shura who knocked down several burly men in the bar ten minutes ago?

Qian Zhemian turned around at the top of the stairs and chuckled: "Mo Yanru, guard this bar. This is the Mo family's only property."

Mo Yanru pretended to smile casually: "I know, sister."

Mo Yanru didn't shrink back until Qian Zhemian's figure walking downstairs disappeared from sight.

Uh-huh, his sister's smile just now was so scary, and those words she just said were so scary...

He vaguely remembered that five years ago, his sister had the same smile, and she told him to protect himself and guard the bar with a relaxed look. But not long after, the Killer Alliance had a big reshuffle, and the enemy almost found the bar.

He shivered, silently put on his thick coat, and mentally lit a candle for the families who had offended his sister.

*
Qian Zhemian walked down slowly, his footsteps so light that he could hardly hear them.

She still looked that sickly, even the ends of her eyes were quietly stained with a touch of red, making her look even more pitiful. People walking on the stairs were careful not to bump into her.

Suddenly, several sturdy bodyguards blocked her way.

The leader looked at her for a few seconds, then turned to look down the stairs: "Master, we found it!"

"Then take it away." It was a female voice.

Qian Zhemian raised her eyebrows. According to the information she had found over the years, among the many families in Lingcheng, the only woman who could be called the "head of the family" was Qian Shengyin from the Qian family.

She is also the good aunt who drove her parents out of Lingcheng in her father's suicide note.

Qianzhe Mian pretended to be sluggish and let the bodyguards pull him to walk unsteadily.

The bodyguard captain frowned: "Can you walk well?"

Qianzhe Mian seemed to have just come back to his senses, frowned fiercely, and waved his hands: "Who the hell are you?!"

Several people were thrown away unprepared, with shocked expressions on their faces.

Without the bodyguard blocking the view, the woman's figure emerged, wearing a white suit, thick red lips and sexy aura: "Qian Mo, long time no see, the old man wants to see you."

"Who do I think you are?" Qianzhe Mian smiled and said calmly, "It turns out to be the head of the Qian family. You are fine after all these years."

(End of this chapter)