The bar was cleared.
Chu Yichen sat on the high bar stool and asked the bodyguards to restrain the two women. His expression was cold and ruthless.
Bess' face was squashed hard against the table by the bodyguard. Tears streamed down her face, and her heart pounded. Infatuation was evident in her eyes, however. She had loved this man for five years, but in the end, he treated her like dirt for the sake of another woman.
How heartless.
Gu Na screamed in fear, "Don't do this to me. I didn't do anything. Brother Yichen, can you get him to let go of me? You've misunderstood. You must have misunderstood."
Chu Yichen was unmoved. He poured himself a glass of red wine at the bar counter and drank it slowly. His movements were light and slow, and his gaze was cruel. Every move he made was like a thousand cuts in the hearts of the two women.
