The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

Xia Wei'an glanced at the several bodyguards who had been brought down outside the door, and ran away!

Judging from the few confrontations just now, the male waiter was targeting her. Cheng Lisha stayed to stop him. He might be injured, but his life would never be in danger, because he didn't have time to spend with Cheng Lisha!

"I will never allow you to hurt my boss!"

Cheng Lisha yelled, picked up the vase at the side and threw it at the head of the male waiter!

She knew very well that the longer she held this person back, the farther the boss would be able to run, and the safer he would be!

A look of viciousness flashed across the male waiter's eyes, he lifted his leg and kicked the vase, turned around and ran out the door.

"You are not allowed to go!"

Cheng Lisha's palm was cut by broken porcelain, but she didn't care about the pain. She rushed over and hugged the waiter's waist vigorously. In order to hold him tightly, she even grabbed his chest with one hand.

"court death!"

The male waiter suddenly stabbed Cheng Lisha's back with a dagger, but the woman pinched her chest hard. The sudden pain made her tremble, and she missed the position of the death spot.

With a blunt knife piercing into the flesh, Cheng Lisha only felt a stabbing pain in her vest. She loosened her hands and tightened them tightly again. She must not let this man catch up with the boss!

The male waiter suddenly raised his knee and hit her forehead. She felt her eyes darkened and she passed out!

Kicking Cheng Lisha away, the male waiter ran out the door and saw Xia Weian turning a corner at the end of the corridor. With a twist of his wrist, he hid the dagger in his sleeve and chased after her.

Xia Wei'an didn't dare to take the elevator, for fear of being intercepted by his running ladder, so he walked directly up the stairs.

On the quiet and dark stairs, there was a constant "tap-tat-tat" sound of rushing down the stairs, and then the sound became two, chasing after each other.

Hearing the footsteps chasing down from upstairs getting closer, Xia Wei'an suddenly opened a security door and went in.

Someone was having a party on this floor, and the deafening music could be heard in the corridor, so she rushed in without thinking.

"Gentlemen and girls, this is your carnival paradise, enjoy it to your heart's content!"

On the high platform in the center of the dance floor, three blonde girls in revealing clothes are twisting their waists and dancing pole dances enchantingly. Men and women on the dance floor are dressed in strange clothes, raising their hands and swinging wildly with the music. The mask releases the truest self in the heart.

Xia Weian rushed into the crowd like a nimble loach, burrowing through the crowd. When she got to the deepest point, she turned her head and saw the male waiter coming in through the gate through the crowd.

She was startled, there was no way to go, no way to retreat, so she had to bite the bullet and run forward, and at the end was a huge dressing room.

"Why are you here now? Hurry up and change your clothes, the boss is already urging you!"

As soon as she entered, someone threw a piece of clothing on her head, and then she was pushed into the dressing room.

"You guys who work part-time are just unreliable. If you make an appointment, you have to be more than ten minutes late to arrive!"

Dissatisfied voices sounded outside the door, presumably they had admitted the wrong person, Xia Wei'an simply made the mistake and changed into this purple dress with slanted shoulders and a mask of the same color when she came out.

There were already several people waiting in line outside, she came out and joined the line and followed the leading man.

When he came out of the dressing room, he saw the male waiter walking towards him. As he was walking, he even looked carefully to see if there was anyone he was looking for in the line.