The bartender following them was still shouting that they’d arranged a designated driver for them. After all, these guys were all rich second-generations; if anything happened to them, the bar would be in trouble.
The staircase was spacious, so the two groups didn’t really have much of an impact.
But the leader, Du Zihao, narrowed his eyes and suddenly lit up when he saw Nan Yu.
“Excellent! Hehehe, where are you going, beauty? Have a drink with me, at any price you want.”
After saying that, he wanted to reach out and touch Nan Yu’s face.
Just as Fei Yizheng was about to take action, Nan Yu kicked the man down.
Thump, thump, bang!
Du Zihao fell to the ground like a mouse being teased by a cat.
This instantly startled the others who were still awake.
However, since the stairs were only four or five steps above the ground, Du Zihao wasn’t seriously injured. Instead, the fall cleared his head a little.
“F*ck you! Which idiot dared to kick me—”
Du Zihao’s curses suddenly stopped as he recognized the figures gazing down at him from above the stairs.
How could it be Nan Yu and Fei Yizheng?!
Du Zihao couldn’t possibly make a mistake with the faces of these two people; after all, it was hard to find a resemblance.
Thinking of what he had just said to Nan Yu, cold sweat broke out on his back. And yet, the men behind him kept urging him to hurry up and get out of the way.
Was this a question of whether he wanted to leave or not?
Nan Yu sneered, “Slap yourself three times now, and this matter will be over.”
What does it mean to bully others by taking advantage of your power?
This is bullying with your power!
If Nan Yu were to appear in a TV drama or novel now, she would definitely be a vicious female supporting role!
That expression, that tone…
Fei Yizheng wanted to laugh, but at the same time, he felt completely useless.
But he didn’t know that the feeling would be even stronger shortly.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Du Zihao slapped himself three times, his face reddening.
“Miss Nan, please be magnanimous. I’m drunk. I’m sorry, sorry.”
“Get lost.”
Nan Yu’s words made Du Zihao bow repeatedly and leave quickly, fearing he’d be too late.
It was the first time for the waiter standing by to see the arrogant Young Master Du being so humble.
This bar is considered one of the best in the capital, and there are many second and third-generation rich people coming here.
Du Zihao’s family background can be ranked in the upper-middle level. But when he saw these two people, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he didn’t dare to provoke them at all.
Just as the waiter was about to use all his skills to serve them well, Nan Yu suddenly stopped.
“I’m still angry after thinking about it. I’ll go beat him up again.”
After saying that, she turned and walked back the way she’d come, with Fei Yizheng following closely behind.
Waiter: “???”
Wait, is this always the case with a young lady’s temper?
But the waiter couldn’t stop them from leaving. He could only politely open the door for them and welcome them back next time.
“Hahaha.” After getting in the car, Nan Yu couldn’t help but laugh.
“The expressions of Du Zihao and the waiter were hilarious.”
Nan Yu didn’t go there simply to beat someone up.
First, she had a legitimate excuse for what she was going to do next, and second, she wanted to see if fate would play any part in the situation.
For example, they discovered that their car tire had burst when they came out, or other seemingly coincidental behaviors that prevented them from doing the next thing.
But it didn’t.
So this fate was really not strong.
In truth, Nan Yu had no idea that it wasn’t that fate wasn’t strong, but that she’d been lucky enough to arrive twenty years early. These twenty years were only briefly mentioned in the original book, so naturally, ‘fate’ wasn’t strong.
If it were twenty years later…
But there is no ‘if’ in the world.
So what if Nan Yu was lucky and had the right timing!
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Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152