"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of having a cup of coffee with you?"
A man's voice sounded next to her.
Lan Yue opened her eyes and turned her head to see a foreign man in his thirties or forties looking at her with interest.
Although he looked passable, Lan Yue wasn't interested in such uncles.
Besides, his predatory eyes made her uncomfortable.
"Sorry, I'm not interested."
She turned to find Xiao Chen, but the man reached out to block her way, arrogantly saying to her,
"As long as you come with me, whether it's money, cars, or houses, it's all yours."
Lan Yue raised an eyebrow, lifted her hand towards the man's arm.
The man thought Lan Yue had changed her mind upon hearing the money and immediately smiled, reaching out to grab her hand.
Just as he was about to grab Lan Yue's hand, Lan Yue's hand moved like lightning and grasped his wrist firmly, pushing it down hard.
"Crack," the man's wrist made a sound as it bent down at a strange angle.
