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n104 Sprained Her Foot

nThe dancing girls immediately pursed their lips. What was the use of this man’s good looks? If he had a bad temper, he would lose points. Hurry up and stay away.

nNangong Jue left the stage. He glanced around and saw Wu Ya in a booth not far away. He walked straight over.

n“Brother Jue, why are you here?” Wu Ya was surprised to see Nangong Jue. Then, he smiled. He was a man who didn’t mean what he said.

nThe others didn’t know Nangong Jue, but it was obvious that this man wasn’t to be trifled with. Moreover, someone who could make Wu Ya respect him must have a high status. They all nodded politely and greeted him.

n“Where is she?” Nangong Jue couldn’t be bothered to look at the others.

n“You mean… Han Binglan?”

n“That’s your sister-in-law.” Nangong Jue’s expression turned even uglier.

nWu Ya wanted to say that he thought he didn’t like her, but seeing that he didn’t look well, he was smart enough not to say anything. He only pointed to the second floor. “She’s in a private room upstairs. I don’t know which private room. She went up with Jiang Xiaoyu and the others.”

nNangong Jue turned around and walked upstairs.

nYan Zimeng had already entered the production team of Qing Cheng Dance. However, during the filming period, her manager arranged a reality show for her. It was a very popular variety show at the moment. As long as there were no problems with her performance, she would definitely be able to gain favor. She had a meal with a few participating artists, directors, investors, and so on. Then, she found out that there was a new bar opening here and was invited over.

nBecause they were all public figures, no one dared to stay in the main lobby. Instead, they went to the private room upstairs.

nWhen Yan Zimeng came out to use the washroom, she saw a familiar figure from afar. She immediately had an idea and hid in the washroom. When the footsteps approached, she rushed out and bumped into the other party. She cried out and fell to the side.

nFortunately, she reached out to support herself against the wall.

nNangong Jue was shocked. He was about to scold her when he realized that he knew her. “Mengmeng?”

n“Ah Jue?” Yan Zimeng looked over pitifully. “Why are you here?”

n“I’m looking for someone.”

n“Really? I…” Yan Zimeng wanted to stand up straight, but she gasped.

nNangong Jue frowned. “What’s wrong?”

n“I…” Yan Zimeng looked pained. “I think I sprained my ankle.”

nNangong Jue frowned even more.

n“Ah Jue, help me up. My assistant is over there…”

nNangong Jue looked at the other party’s pained expression and couldn’t refuse. He reached out to support her.

n“Thank you.” Yan Zimeng looked up and smiled at Nangong Jue.

n“Can you walk?”

n“I… I’ll try…” Yan Zimeng tried to put her sprained left foot on the ground, but she lost her balance.

nNangong Jue could only support her again.

nYan Zimeng looked at Nangong Jue apologetically. “I really can’t walk.”

n“I’ll send you to the hospital.” Nangong Jue took a deep breath. At this moment, he couldn’t leave her in the lurch. As he spoke, he took out his phone and called the chauffeur.

n“Thank you, Ah Jue, but I won’t hold you up, right?” Yan Zimeng looked embarrassed.

n“It’s alright.” Nangong Jue carried Yan Zimeng downstairs and stood at the entrance of the bar to wait for the car.

nCoincidentally, Le Yao and Qiao Qiao also walked out. They were about to go back when they saw the two people leaning against each other.

nYan Zimeng subconsciously shrank into Nangong Jue’s arms, but she smiled provocatively at Le Yao where no one could see.

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