Chapter 856

I had just arrived at the elevator door.

Suddenly, there was a strong arm around my waist.

Next, I was lifted up by that person.

Reynaldo glared at me gloomily and said, “Being drunk like this, where do you still want to run to?”

“Let me go… You let me go…” I struggled in his arms. “I still want to drink, let me go, I want to buy alcohol!”

However, the more I struggled, the tighter the man held me.

I was angry, so I bit him on the chin while grabbing his neck.

He grunted and glared at me fiercely, “Are you a dog?”

I shrugged and said, “Put me down, I want to go buy some wine.”

The man didn’t say anything; he just quickly carried me into the house and then roughly pushed me down onto a chair.

I was about to get up when he suddenly yelled at me fiercely, “Don’t move!”

I was soothed by him to the point of trembling all over, and the grievances in my heart surged even more.

Thinking of how much he hated me, how rude he was, barging into my house and yelling at me at the drop of a hat, I felt even more wronged.

Chapter 56

I choked out, “This is my home, get out.”

Reynaldo stood in front of me, looking down at me with a cold and angry gaze.

I pursed my lips, picking at the edge of the table, and whispered, “You glare at me, I’m not afraid of you, you… you still have to get out…”

Reynaldo gave a cold snort, ignored me, and took out his phone again to make a call. “When you come, bring some ointment and gauze.”

“Don’t worry, your woman is not hurt, come over quickly!”

After the call ended, Reynaldo did not look at me, but went to turn off the sound system.

Immediately, he crouched down to pick up the messy bottles on the ground.

I was about to get up when his cold eyes glanced over and said, “You’d better sit there obediently!”

I sneered, “This is my house!”

“The whole neighborhood belongs to me,” the man said softly.

I immediately fell silent, just glaring at him angrily.

I don’t know what this man suddenly ran over to do. I hadn’t finished drinking yet. I still wanted to continue drinking with Vonnie.

I was so annoyed, when will this man “get lost”?

Reynaldo put all the wine bottles into the box and threw the skewers and the uneaten barbecue into the trash can.

I opened my mouth, about to say that I wanted more to eat, when he suddenly glanced at me coldly, and I instantly dared not speak again.

He was so angry, this man was still so fierce, so scary!

The man turned around and opened two windows for ventilation, then glanced at Vonnie, who was sleeping on the sofa like a dead pig, before finally walking over to me.

He sneered at me and said, “You guys are living quite carefree lives. It’s like a bar at home. Do you want me to bring in a couple of male models for you two again?”

“Okay!” I nodded subconsciously, smiling at him.

When did Reynaldo become so considerate and thoughtful?

The man narrowed his eyes slowly, as if angry, yet not quite.

Alas, the man’s emotions were, as always, difficult to guess.

I don’t care, the male model is more important.

I held his hand and said with a smile, “Two male models seem not enough, you give us four, um… two for Vonnie and two for me.”