Fong Lei hurriedly apologized as he supported Liang Yan. As he tilted his head, he unexpectedly caught sight of Liang Yan's earring...
On the right ear, she wore a plum blossom earring, the five petals inlaid with rubies, and at the center, a white pearl.
However, the left ear was bare.
At this moment, Fong Lei's blood seemed to freeze. He grabbed Liang Yan's arm and walked quickly to a corner of the bar, his dark eyes fixed intently on her, the face that had appeared countless times in his dreams was now clearly before him.
Zhao Xiaoming was sobering up, and his companion quickly pulled him away.
They seemed unwilling to mess with someone as large and imposing as Fong Lei.
Women are everywhere, not worth fighting over.
So, the few who were watching quickly left.
After all, there was so much entertainment here, no need to waste time.
At this moment, they were alone.
Liang Yan was puzzled, her brows slightly furrowed as she finally spoke, "Brother Fong, let go of me first."
