My dear lawyer

Chapter 257 Sing a song

William couldn't argue with a drunk woman. He directly pulled her up from the ground and threw her on

his shoulder like a sandbag. He pursed his sexy lips and walked to his car.

It was crazy for him to talk with an irrational drunkard.

Vivian suddenly headed down, her blood straight to the forehead, she shouted with a red face.

"William, what are you doing? Let me down! Someone's kidnapping here! Someone is molesting a

good woman."

"…" William's mouth trembled and suppressed the impulse to throw her in the road. His cold voice

seemed to squeeze out of his teeth, "Shut up."

"No, come and help me, please help this innocent and pitiful girl with wisdom and beauty."

Vivian began to act. She raised her voice and was wailing. She was afraid that the people around her

would not hear her, "Is there anyone? Please come and help me. I lost my mother when I was three

years old. I lived with a stepmother after my father. For three and a half years, she had a younger

brother than me. My younger brother ate noodles, I drank soup, and my eyes were full of tear."

Finally, she still sang the song directly.

Although there were few people near the bar in the evening, there were still scattered shadows.

Hearing the sad and tearful voice of Vivian, some people began to point to William. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Is he forcing a good woman?"

"Should we call the police? That woman looks pitiful."

"Shh, Shh, look at that man. It's terrible. Let's go quickly."

Several good-natured people who had intended to help her felt a burst of killing intention, and they

immediately spread out like birds and beasts.

To tell the truth, William had never been so humiliated in his life. He couldn't bear to slap her twisted

little buttocks, and his deep and pleasant voice had changed.

"Sit still!"

After his slap, Vivian sat still. Less than a minute later, her tears were like the flood. They kept flowing

down. Her tone was pitiful.

"You hit me! Son of a bitch… you… No, I want to leave."

Then she also made a hiccup, she almost vomited.

The most painful thing was that she was still very sober, she felt that there must be a ghost on her

body.

Is this what she usually looks like when she is drunk? How shameful!

But she would not remember what had happened the next day. Why did she remember so clearly

today?

However, William, this bastard, dared to hit her ass. she would remember it for a lifetime. When she

had strength tomorrow, she must settle it with him.

William pressed his thin lips and said nothing. He quickened his pace and walked to his parking space.

The driver waiting beside him did not dare to speak. He opened the door respectfully and let the two of

them go in. Then he ran to his seat.

In the past, William was used to keeping a low profile and didn't have any requirements for the car. He

just went to see a person with high status tonight. So, he drove another car tonight. Unexpectedly, he

ran into something happened to Vivian, and he directly asked someone to drive over.

He even put off the meeting with an important guest.

Vivian, who was sitting in the car, was not at ease. Her clothes were pulled opened. If William had not

controlled this, she would have stripped herself.

William grabbed Vivian, who wanted to take off her clothes, with one hand. And he pressed the button

in the middle of the car with another hand. A dark glass rose slowly in the middle of the car, directly

blocking everything in the car and the rear compartment.

After finishing these, he just let go of his hand and looked coldly at Vivian. He saw the destructive

power of this woman tonight.

It was really aggrieved for her to pretend to be calm every day. After drinking wine, she changed a lot.

Not only did she have more courage, but also her temper went bad.

"William, turn on the air conditioner. I'm so hot." Vivian entangled William like a water snake. Her

apricot eyes seemed to have been washed by the rain, with a hazy mist. Her half-closed small mouth

breathed like orchid beside him.

The unique fragrance of the woman was mixed with the smell of shower gel, which was saturated with

the hard heart of the man little by little. Although William was angry, he didn't care about her

unreasonable action. He took out the remote control and pressed it a few times, and the car began to

let off air conditioning.

It was not enough for Vivian to have the air conditioner. She always felt that William was more

comfortable than the air conditioner. After a few minutes, she grabbed William's collar with both hands

and suddenly leaned on his body.

The warm little face was pasted directly on his body through his clothes. She squinted comfortably and

said softly, "William, you are so cool and it's comfortable. Are you secretly eating popsicles by

yourself?"

William's good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly. After a while, she began to go crazy again. If she did

this again, he might be unable to help but bring her to the right place.

"Vivian, sit down for me." He didn't want to make love with her in such a place. He just used his

inhuman self-control to pull the nougat on his body away.

"No, I don't want it. I'm hot." Vivian's head was burning with no sense, and her body only depended on

instinct. She didn't want to leave.

His perfect face lowered, he looked at the small woman in his arms, her original ice clear face, now

was white and red, which was tender enough to dribble.

That delicate nose with a little stubborn, her small pink mouth, constantly spraying scorching heat.

Her eyes were full of water, with a trace of delicate charm, like a fragrant fruit, waiting for someone to

taste.