After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 1499: Chapter 1503: I Don’t Care Who You Are

Jiao Yang looked in the direction she pointed, and saw two girls drinking at the bar. One of them had her profile facing him, and she looked pretty good. However, with his keen eyes accustomed to countless women, he immediately saw that the girl had undergone cosmetic surgery.

”Had plastic surgery.”

”What about that one?”

Mo Bei nudged his shoulder, nodding towards another direction.

Jiao Yang glanced over, took one look, then shifted his gaze back, ”That one’s had a sex change, I’m not interested.”

”This one must be all-natural, right?” Mo Bei pointed to another girl.

”Thinks she’s above it all, pretentious.”

”What about that one...”

”That one’s just here to find prey, I’m not interested in someone everyone rides on.”

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”Hey, I’m here to rescue you, can’t you be less picky?” After several tries, even Mo Bei pouted, ”You shouldn’t compare them with your goddess, otherwise, you’ll always find faults. I’m telling you, Jiao Yang, if you want to forget Luo Xiaoqian, you need to start a new relationship, even if it’s just a superficial one.”

Jiao Yang shrugged, he’d had enough of those days.

”I think I’m doing pretty well right now!”

Mo Bei was about to say something when one of her friends suddenly pushed a boy away who was standing in front of her.

”What are you doing, where are you touching?!”

”Of course I’m touching you, so what, wearing so little isn’t it to be touched?!”

The boy stood up, and immediately several companions gathered around him.

Mo Bei’s friends weren’t to be outdone either, crowding around the girl. Seeing a boy reach out to touch her friend, Mo Bei hurried over, pushing him away, ”What are you doing?!”

”Wow, didn’t expect such a catch here.” The boy glanced her up and down, ”How much for one night? I’ll book you for a month!”

Mo Bei smiled, motioned him over with her finger, ”Come here, I’ll tell you!”

The boy believed her and leaned his face towards her.

Slap!

Mo Bei swung her hand, landing a hard slap across his face.

The boy’s expression changed instantly, reaching out to grab her.

A long, slender hand caught his wrist before he could touch Mo Bei.

The hand seemed weak, but the boy felt as if his wrist was about to be crushed, wincing in pain, ”Do you...do you know who I am, let me go right now!”

”I don’t care who you are!”

Mo Bei kicked him hard without hesitation, right between his legs.

The boy immediately curled up, and Jiao Yang took advantage and pushed him down into the dance floor.

The boy’s companions were not willing to let it go, and they charged at Jiao Yang.

”Call the police!”

Jiao Yang shouted, stepping forward to meet them. Though they were outnumbered, he was a man, he couldn’t just let the girls take the hit.

”Damn it, you really think we’re scared of you?” Mo Bei’s smoky-eyeshadow-wearing friend came out of nowhere, dragging a baseball bat in one hand and holding a bottle from the bar in the other.

”Give it to me!”

Mo Bei snatched the bottle, rushed forward, and smashed it over the head of the guy trying to swing a chair at Jiao Yang.

Bang!

The bottle bloomed on the boy’s head as he fell to the ground. Mo Bei pointed the jagged edge of the broken bottle at his crotch, her face icy cold, ”Tell them to stop, or you can forget about ever getting on a woman’s bed again in this lifetime!”

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Good afternoon.