Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle Chapter 688 - Fearless

Chapter 688: Fearless

“Go home? Yanyan, this is your home. We’re your family. Come on, have another drink.”

“Yanyan, let me tell you about my new script. I think you’re the only one who’s suitable to be the female lead. You’re exactly like the female lead. When I’m done, I promise that you’ll be the first to be offered the part.”

“We heard everything. If you don’t give it to Yanyan first, we won’t let you off. Yanyan, did you hear that? When the time comes, come to Uncle Zeng for the script.”

“What Uncle? Brother… Brother Zeng? Yanyan, call him Brother Zeng.”

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Song Yiyan was so scared that her body was trembling. She wanted to get up, but her shoulder was pinned down. She tried her best to muster her courage, but she was still weak. “Screenwriter Zeng, let go. Don’t touch me.”

Bunny’s bluff and scared look pleased the group of men present very much. They liked girls like her. There was something about them. Just like having a simple meal after one often ate luxury food, it was nice to have a change of menu occasionally.

“Come on, Yanyan, have another drink. It’s the last one.” Screenwriter Zeng smiled as he tried to persuade her. He picked up a gla.s.s of wine and was about to pour it into her mouth as his naughty hand landed on her shoulder.

Song Yiyan was so scared that tears streamed down her face. She sobbed. “I want to go home. I want to go home. My parents will be worried. Let me go!”

They were all bad people!

They all wanted to bully her!

He had forced her to drink, said those disgusting words to her, and even touched her body!

She did not want to be here. She wanted to go home!

Upon seeing the girl cry, the men looked at each other and smiled meaningfully.

Ling Sheng, who had a bad temper, could not stand this kind of situation the most. She would have entered and stepped in for anyone, let alone Song Yiyan. She pushed the door open and entered. She picked up two bottles of red wine from the cart beside her and smiled at the men casually. “Let go of her!”

She was wearing sungla.s.ses, a mask, a black trench coat, and a hat. When she stood in front of them, she looked valiant and gorgeous. She also had two bottles of wine in her hand, like a triad boss.

“Who do you think you are?” Screenwriter Zeng let out a cold laugh and pointed at her angrily. “Go back where you came from. Do you think any Tom, d.i.c.k, or Harry can enter this place?”

“You’re scriptwriter Zeng Tianqi, right?” Ling Sheng’s voice was full of laughter as her gaze landed on his claws, which were still trying to take advantage of the lady. “Move your paws away. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude.”

“Since you know who I am, you should know what kind of person I am. Get out!” Zeng Tianqi, who had not expected the person who had entered to know him, shouted angrily.

That ignorant fool should take a look at the people present and decide if she could afford to offend them.

No one present recognized Ling Sheng, but Song Yiyan recognized her immediately. She looked at her pleadingly with red swollen eyes. She was a pitiful, helpless little bunny. Her small body was still struggling to break free.

“I think everyone here needs to upkeep a certain reputation. Let’s not make this too embarra.s.sing. Don’t force me to do anything.” Ling Sheng wanted to chop off his claws and send him to prison for a few days.

The entertainment circle was indeed chaotic, but this was ma.s.s molestation. The only thing missing was ma.s.s s.e.xual hara.s.sment. They were all reputable people. Why did they not care about their reputation?

Judging by their behavior, they had definitely done this more than once or twice.

“What did we do?” Zeng Tianqi laughed and raised his hand arrogantly.