Chapter 12 - 11 He Needs Her Repayment
You are the wind. I am the fire. You provoke me. And you entangle me. — "Gently, Violently"
The crowd was bustling around, and Gao Chuan wove through the sea of people to the sofa where the argument had just taken place and saw Jiang An squatting on the ground picking up glass fragments in silence. The girl was wearing a black strap dress, her fair skin coupled with her slender figure, not without a touch of worldliness.
Seeing Jiang An like this, the fury that had been building up in Gao Chuan's heart instantly erupted, with him in that moment resembling a volcano.
"What's with the innocent act? Aren't you just a drink server? What's it to you if I touch you?" The man who had smashed the bottle earlier was cursing at Jiang An, who was still crouched on the ground, frantically trying to dodge the man's rough movements and to quickly stand up only to realize that many onlookers had already gathered around.
She was drowned out by the sighs of the crowd, her head pounding with pain.
Not until a tall figure stood behind her did she get forcefully pulled behind someone. While she was still puzzled, what came into view was a familiar back, a head she could only see by looking up.
"Gathering a crowd to make trouble can get you detained; I'll compensate for all the alcohol you drank today." Gao Chuan stood in front of Jiang An, his protective action simultaneously fierce, which jerked her painfully behind him.
Jiang An obediently hid behind Gao Chuan, lowering her head. Her uneasy gaze fell on the hand they were still holding. She subconsciously wanted to let go but found that Gao Chuan, who was still defending her, did not seem to have any intention of letting go.
In the darkness, the tightly clasped hands sparked an indescribable feeling.