CHAPTER 1616: CHAPTER 1616: MY GIRLFRIEND

Riley Thompson pitifully grabbed Annie Anne’s sleeve and took a step forward as she spoke, with the fragrance from her body drifting into Annie Anne’s nose.

"I know you really hate me, but regarding this matter, I hope you can cut me some slack."

Annie Anne withdrew her sleeve and looked calmly at Riley Thompson in front of her and said:

"When I’m bored, I find other things to do, not gossiping with others."

Annie Anne glanced at Riley Thompson and obviously, these words had already made her stance clear.

Riley Thompson looked awkwardly, hunching her shoulders, and then she took out a packet of tissues from her pocket and handed it to Annie Anne.

"Sorry for messing up your clothes, here’s a packet of tissues for you." After saying this, Riley Thompson turned around and left.

Watching Riley Thompson’s back, Annie Anne rubbed her nose uncomfortably.

"What kind of perfume is she wearing, it’s just too overwhelming..."

She looked down at her clothes and then stepped into the restroom.

She used the tissues to wipe the wine stains on her clothes, but for some reason, Annie Anne felt a bit dizzy in her head.

She rubbed her temples, thinking her alcohol tolerance wasn’t that poor; having just a few drinks shouldn’t have gotten her this drunk.

After splashing cold water on her face, Annie Anne felt slightly clearer and left the restroom.

After all, she still had more important things to do.

As soon as Annie Anne came out, she bumped into a few drunken men. She originally wanted to ignore them, but ended up getting blocked directly in her path.

"Hey beautiful, why are you in the bar drinking by yourself? Isn’t it a bit boring? How about we keep you company?"

A flippant voice sounded above Annie Anne’s head, and when she looked up, she was confronted with a leering face.

This made Annie Anne furrow her brows in annoyance; she originally wished to bypass the person in front of her, but obviously, since she’d become their target, they wouldn’t let her go easily.

"Meeting means we’re fated, don’t you think? With so many people drinking together, it should be exciting and fun, right?"

Saying this, the man even reached out towards Annie Anne, as if intending to touch her cheek.

Seeing this, Annie Anne emotionally took a step back and then unhesitatingly raised her hand to slap the person in front of her.

Unfortunately, having just downed several drinks, Annie Anne’s body lacked the strength, but her slap still angered the man.

"Bitch! How dare you hit me!"

The man spat viciously, muttered what seemed like a curse, and then lunged at Annie Anne without hesitation. Meanwhile, his friends surrounded Annie Anne as well.

At this moment, alarms blasted in Annie Anne’s mind, and a chill ran up her spine. She quickly glanced around, seemingly searching for someone to help her.

But the hallway was empty, and with the bar’s deafening music, shouting probably wouldn’t attract anyone’s attention.

Just then, Annie Anne still felt weak, unable to muster strength.

At that critical moment, a silhouette blocked Annie Anne, holding her in an embrace protectively.

"What do you think you’re doing to my girlfriend?"