Chapter 103: I Want to See How He Won't Let Me Go

Nan Jiaojiao could tell these people were all show, only capable of brute force, with not a single skilled fighter among them.

The only one who could withstand a move from her, Nan Jiaojiao seized his arm, twisted it sharply with a snap, breaking it.

The man hadn’t yet reacted when her hand was pressed on the table and a fork was stabbed through the back of it.

“Ah!!!!”

Nan Jiaojiao looked sullen, finishing the fight in less than two minutes.

The restaurant was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, everyone’s mouths agape, staring at what had just happened as if it were magic, all within the blink of an eye.

Zhou Yunlin swallowed the half a boiled egg he had been holding in his mouth for ages, pushed away the screaming woman rushing into his arms, and sent the video he had recorded to Han Qi:

[Brother Qi, check out this fun clip.]

Nan Jiaojiao stepped toward Jih Mingyue, who had already turned pale with fright, clumsily retreating and tripping over a chair leg, falling down.

Nan Jiaojiao reached her and as she struggled awkwardly, pulled her feet back on the ground, retreating, “What, what are you going to do?

You don’t know who I am, do you?

If you touch me, Master Bo won’t let you off.”

“Heh.”

Nan Jiaojiao coldly pulled at her lips, “I just touched you, and I’d like to see how he won’t let me off.”

She bent down, grabbed Jih Mingyue by the back of the neck, effortlessly lifting her from the ground, and quickly walked upstairs.

Jih Mingyue struggled but, to her astonishment, found that no matter what, she couldn’t overcome the strength of just one of Nan Jiaojiao’s hands, instead, she was dragged up the stairs.

Lu Zhenzhen sat on the back of the sofa, arms crossed and legs cockily perched, her cold gaze sweeping over the bodyguards spread haphazardly on the ground, she sneered contemptuously, “Any of you still alive and able to move, get up, clean up the blood on the ground, set the tablecloth right, and if you dare make a sound, I’ll have people dig up the graves of your ancestors!”

The bodyguards with broken arms and legs scrambled up, squatting on the ground to wipe the blood, each one beaten out of their earlier bravado, both pitiful and comical.

The guests had quite the eye-opener, those who recognized Lu Zhenzhen quickly averted their gaze, those still in a daze were kindly reminded by others, “That’s the Lu Family’s young mistress, a sheer devil, unapproachable, go ahead and stare and she might just dig out your eyeballs.”

“Hiss!”

No wonder, she was arrogant yet so elegantly noble.

Bo Yanching’s private room was not hard to find, Nan Jiaojiao walked straight to the door, didn’t knock, just kicked it open.

Around the round table sat a group of men in suits, all of their eyes turned simultaneously to look.

Nan Jiaojiao dragged someone from behind, throwing them down at Bo Yanching’s feet.

“What’s going on?” He immediately stood up and walked over to Nan Jiaojiao.

“Back off!”

Nan Jiaojiao snapped, her face full of impatience, as if her forehead was inscribed with the words:

Don’t Bother Me!

Her gaze then swept from Jih Mingyue, who was cowering on the floor, to Bo Yanching, displaying a mix of anger and coquetry.

“She had people hit me.”

Bo Yanching raised his eyebrows, stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his embrace, checking her body for any injuries.

“How are you, did they touch you?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s brows furrowed tightly, pulled into his embrace, her arms crossing, her elbows resting on his waist, he didn’t react at all.

Furthermore, she had clearly asked him not to touch her, was this not making her lose face?

“No, I beat up her people.

She threatened me, saying you would not let me off.

I brought her here to stand up for myself.”