The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book

When Gu Mian was sitting alone in the dining position, a hand appeared on her shoulder.

At first she thought it was a waiter, but the words that she heard  the next second told her that the visitor was not kind, “You are so pretty, are you alone?”

Gu Mian turned her head and saw that there was a greasy hand on her shoulder.
The fingers were thick and the gold ring on it was dazzling.

It could be seen from the ring which was a few centimeters wide that this person had a strong upstart temperament.

Gu Mian frowned, raised her right hand and brushed his hand from her shoulder vigorously.

The owner of this greasy hand smiled, “You don’t look big, but have a big temper.”

While the middle-aged man was talking, there was a burst of strong alcohol.
He was drunk.

Gu Mian stood up and wanted to stay away from this person, but the middle-aged man leaned on her.
Gu Mian pursed her lips, picked up the red wine in hand and poured it on the man.

The light-colored suit was soaked with red wine.
There was red wine dripping down his face making him look extremely embarrassed.

Soon, a small pool of red wine formed on the ground.

The man looked sober for two minutes.
He raised his hand in anger and wanted to hit Gu Mian, but someone quickly grabbed the man’s wrist, “What are you doing?”

Perhaps because he was afraid that the middle-aged man would not understand Cantonese, the young man asked again in broken Mandarin, “What are you doing?”

A glass full of red wine was poured on him first and then his wrist was grabbed, so he became more angry, “CNM*, let me go!”

Although the young man didn’t know Mandarin much, he still understood the curse.

His eyes turned cold and he kicked the middle-aged man whose knees softened and knelt on the ground limply.

The middle-aged man lost face and yelled at him.
His scolding echoed throughout the restaurant.

Many customers looked at them.
The hotel manager and a group of waiters hurried over.

The young man didn’t look at others, he turned to Gu Mian in front of him and asked in crappy Mandarin, “Did he do anything?”

Gu Mian shook her head.
The middle-aged man just touched her shoulder.

The middle-aged man’s friend also rushed over and repeatedly apologized to Gu Mian, saying that his friend had just drunk too much and his mind was not conscious.

The young man ignored the others and only pressed the middle-aged man’s head, making him stubbornly bow to Gu Mian and finally asked him to apologize to her.

Although the middle-aged man’s friend knew that his friend was lustful and may have molested the little girl, he still got a little angry when he saw his friend being treated that way.
He pointed to the young man with an angry expression, “Hey, what’s the matter with you? Do you know who he is? Don’t be too much! Otherwise you will suffer in the future!”

The young man sneered.

He didn’t care who this middle-aged man was at all.
He was not afraid of his family.

The young man raised his chin slightly and raised the corners of one side of his lips, “What do you mean? FU!”

After he finished speaking, he pressed the middle-aged man’s head firmly again, pressing his forehead against the ground and said, “Apologize!”

The hotel manager was sweating profusely and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the friend of the middle-aged man who was about to roll up his sleeves and persuade him, while the waiter persuaded the young man to let go.

The middle-aged man had long been hollowed out by the alcohol and had no energy.
He was not an opponent of a strong young man at all.

He didn’t expect that he would encounter a hard time.
Maybe the young man had watched too many Hong Kong dramas.
His sense of justice was overwhelming and he forced him to apologize.

CNM: The most common way of cursing in China.
(Id-nim: I can’t really write the words *cough* but it starts with F) O:)