Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2000: 1999 Hero Saves the Beauty

Intellectual property rights protection is quite difficult.

Not to mention that Jing Xiaocha’s novel hasn’t been serialized online, making it unclear who was first.

Even serialized novels online that get plagiarized find it hard to defend their rights.

Jing Xiaocha gritted her teeth and left a sentence, "I will definitely find out," then turned and left without giving another glance at Li Minxu and that woman.

Li Minxu’s face darkened, and he gave a signal to two men at another table.

After Jing Xiaocha took a few steps, two men blocked her, and one grabbed her arm, "Hey, little sister, why not have a couple of drinks with us, huh?"

"Let go of me."

Struggling with anger, Jing Xiaocha found herself suddenly grabbed by a sleazy-looking man, which made her even more furious.

As if knowing she would struggle, the man chuckled wickedly, and said something disgusting, "Wow, little sister has quite the temper, I really like girls like you, have a couple of drinks with us, then we’ll take you somewhere fun."

"Let go."

Jing Xiaocha’s face turned red with anger. The more she struggled, the tighter his grip became, and the pain in her arm ignited her fury.

She pursed her lips tightly, summoned all her strength, and punched the man’s eye hard.

The man winced in pain, let out a "ouch", and released her hand, giving Jing Xiaocha a chance to run outside.

A voice cursed behind her, "Bitch, stop right there, how dare you hit me!"

Without looking back, Jing Xiaocha knew from the voices in the crowd behind her that the two men were after her.

The bar was really her nemesis.

As Jing Xiaocha was about to reach the door, her ponytail was grabbed, and she had no choice but to turn around in pain.

"Let’s see you run now."

She was face to face with a menacing face, eyes blazing with fury,

One eye was bruised, belonging to the man she had just punched, while another man held her hair.

"Let go of me."

Jing Xiaocha struggled angrily, feeling both furious and anxious inside.

"Let you go? You swelled my eye!" The man cursed harshly and raised his hand to slap her face.

With her hair pulled, she could only watch helplessly as the slap was about to land on her face.

However, the expected pain didn’t come; a hand suddenly reached out diagonally and grabbed the man’s wrist tightly.

The one who screamed in pain, instead, was the man.

Jing Xiaocha’s eyes widened in shock, staring at the large hand gripping the man’s wrist, pale, slender, and with distinct joints.

Her breathing halted momentarily because of this hand.

Without needing to look at the owner of this hand, she knew who it was.

Having spent so many days by his side, how could she not know his hand?

She even smelled his scent the next moment, a slightly minty freshness, unlike the cologne scent many men had.

The two men hadn’t reacted yet when another painful scream rang in Jing Xiaocha’s ears.

She only felt her hair being harshly pulled, then suddenly released.

The man who grabbed her hair bent over, looked pale, and covered his stomach while staring in horror at Wen Jin.

"Where did you come from, daring to interfere with us? Let me go!"

Cold sweat poured from the forehead of the man whose wrist was caught, and even speaking, he was faltering.

Jing Xiaocha turned her head, looking at Wen Jin standing before her, her clear eyes shifted through several emotions, finally hesitantly calling out, "Brother Wen."

Wen Jin didn’t look at her, but coldly stared at the man he held, narrowing his eyes and applying more pressure.

The man let out another muffled grunt.

"..."

This time, the man could only glare at Wen Jin with a murderous look, unable to speak.

Wen Jin didn’t make it harder for him, released his hand, his voice cold without a trace of warmth, "Don’t let me see you again."

"Just you wait, I’ll let our boss deal with you."

The man’s eyes flickered and, under the sneering gazes of the crowd, his face turned beet red.

Knowing that the two of them were not a match for this pretty-boy-looking man either, but unwilling to be so scorned.

Wen Jin snorted disdainfully at the man’s words.

"Wait, you can’t leave."

Ou Yihan, standing beside Wen Jin, spoke clearly, her almond eyes glaring at the man in front of her, and said to a waiter standing among the crowd, "Go call your boss, Shi Tian."

"You..."

The faces of the two men who were stopped changed as they looked at Ou Yihan in her blue dress, hearing her ask to call the boss.

They felt a sense of doom.

"Yi Han."

The bar owner Shi Tian, who happened to be Ou Yihan’s childhood friend, rushed over upon hearing the news and caught Ou Yihan’s voice as he squeezed through the crowd to her.

"Shi Tian, these two bullied my friend."

Ou Yihan pointed at the two men and told Shi Tian.

Shi Tian’s eagle-like eyes glanced over Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha, immediately understanding that Ou Yihan was referring to Jing Xiaocha.

His expression turned cold, and he instructed the two bodyguards behind him, "Throw them out and don’t let them step in here again."

Saying throw didn’t just mean a simple toss.

The faces of the two men turned white as they blurted out pleas, "Boss Shi, please spare us this once, we won’t dare again."

Shi Tian didn’t even glance at them, just signaled the bodyguards with his eyes.

The two bodyguards stepped forward, each grabbing a man’s collar, dragging them out of the bar...

The dramatic turn of events left Jing Xiaocha somewhat at a loss.

Shi Tian quipped, "Yi Han, didn’t Uncle Ou prohibit you from coming here? How dare you come, and who are these two?"

Ou Yihan smiled playfully and introduced, "This is Wen Jin, the boss of Wen’s Pharmaceutical Factory, whom I met after returning to the country, and this is... Wen Jin, she is?"

When introducing Jing Xiaocha, Ou Yihan was awkward.

She didn’t know Jing Xiaocha’s name nor had met her before.

"She’s Jing Xiaocha."

Wen Jin’s gaze swept lightly over Jing Xiaocha, his voice calm and indifferent.

"Miss Jing, I apologize for the scare you had here." Shi Tian, being a straightforward person,

Even though Ou Yihan didn’t know Jing Xiaocha, she was Wen Jin’s friend, and Wen Jin was a friend of Ou Yihan. Without waiting for Ou Yihan to introduce further, he apologized proactively.

Jing Xiaocha quickly shook her head, "I just have bad luck."

"Yi Han, let’s go upstairs. I’ll have some food and drinks prepared to calm Miss Jing. It’s your first time here, and as your brother, I should treat you well."

"I have other matters, so I won’t disturb you."

Jing Xiaocha glanced at Ou Yihan, then at Wen Jin, instinctively wanting to leave quickly.