Chapter 311 Who Allowed You to Touch Her?
Hannah had helped Sophia let off some steam, wearing a smug smile on her face.
She waved at Cillian by the door and pulled Sophia's hand to leave. "Excuse us, we're going out to dance."
Cillian instinctively stepped aside to let them pass.
After they left, Cillian walked up to Finnley with a complicated expression. "Benjamin, what's going on?"
Finnley helplessly pinched the bridge of his nose. He was really making trouble for himself.
Then he quietly took out his phone and posted online: What should I do if my wife makes me kneel on a keyboard?
Soon, he received replies from netizens.
"Speaking from experience, just do whatever your wife says, or it'll affect family harmony."
"Kneel on a keyboard? That's already pretty good treatment. I've knelt on keyboards, instant noodles, and washboards - you should be grateful."
"You must have done something to upset your wife, right? Be grateful. Making you kneel on a keyboard means she still cares about you, instead of just kicking you out."
Kicking him out?
So kneeling on a keyboard was actually not bad?
Seeing the last comment, Finnley couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Seeing so many men who had the same experience as him, Finnley suddenly felt that kneeling on a keyboard wasn't such a big deal after all.
Kneel if he must - after all, he chose this path himself, and he had to see it through even on his knees.
He slowly let out a heavy breath and turned off his phone.
Cillian suddenly said, "Sophia is dancing downstairs. Should we go check it out?"
Without waiting for Finnley to object, he pulled him out of the private room.
Steven, who had been silent all along, smiled helplessly and could only follow.
Actually, he wasn't that close with the White family, and didn't have much to talk about with them, but who told Hannah she had to come to this kind of place?
How could he feel at ease with a young woman drinking and clubbing in such a chaotic place?
So he just came along.
Standing on the second floor looking down, they could see everything in the dance floor below.
Finnley spotted Sophia right away.
She was too dazzling, too beautiful.
Whether it was her figure or her face, even standing in the dim dance floor, her radiance couldn't be hidden.
At that moment, Sophia was being pulled by Hannah, standing in the center of the dance floor.
Hannah held a bottle in one hand and Sophia's hand in the other, happily twisting her body and bouncing around.
Sophia, however, seemed somewhat uncomfortable.
Even though she and Hannah had been here several times, she still didn't really like this kind of place.
The music was too noisy, all kinds of people came here to party, and wave after wave of strong, pungent smells hit her face.
There were various perfume scents, the smell of alcohol, and the smell of tobacco...
All mixed together, it was simply unbearable.
Especially since Sophia's sense of smell was more sensitive than most people's - these smells were an indescribable torture for her.
Just then, a man named Liam drunkenly walked over and got close to Sophia.
"Miss, how about we have a drink together?"
"I refuse." Sophia responded coldly.
Upstairs, both Cillian and Finnley saw this scene.
They couldn't hear what was being said between them, but Cillian's eyes rolled, and he put his arm on Finnley's shoulder, saying, "Benjamin, are you jealous? Angry? During the two years you were gone, this kind of scene happened countless times."
Finnley's eyes watched Sophia on the dance floor, his gaze dark.
Seeing Finnley's face darken, Cillian silently praised his own cleverness and continued, "If you still don't come back, Grandpa is going to set her up on blind dates. You know, even though Grandpa doesn't manage the company anymore, he still has connections and knows quite a few talented young men."
At these words, Finnley's face immediately darkened even more.
His thin lips pressed tightly together, he pushed away the hand on his shoulder and strode downstairs.
Watching his back, Cillian couldn't help but smile.
Benjamin needed to be properly provoked.
Otherwise, he wouldn't even know when Sophia was about to leave him.
He still had to step in.
Downstairs, Sophia frowned in disgust. "Get lost."
Liam's gaze was naked, full of lustful desire, as he looked Sophia up and down.
"Don't be so cold. We're all here to have fun. What's wrong with having a drink? Why are you acting so high and mighty?"
Sophia immediately felt uncomfortable all over. Not wanting to deal with him, she prepared to leave the dance floor, but Liam blocked her way.
"Where do you think you're going? You dare ignore me? Do you know who I am?"
Sophia laughed lightly. "Sorry, I only recognize people. I don't know what species you are?"
Liam was stunned for a moment, then realized Sophia was calling him an animal.
He immediately got angry, blood rushing to his head, and raised his arm to hit Sophia. "Bitch! You don't appreciate when someone's being nice to you! I'm doing you a favor by asking you to drink with me. You're dressed like this - aren't you here looking for men?"
Sophia's pupils contracted. She reached out to block him, but a hand with defined knuckles moved faster than her.
Liam's arm was twisted hard, and the sound of bones cracking was drowned out by the noisy music.
Finnley looked at Liam with a sinister expression, a bloodthirsty killing intent flashing in his eyes. "Who gave you permission to touch her?"
Seeing Liam subdued, Sophia immediately kicked toward his lower body, hitting him right in the groin.
This made Liam grimace in even more pain, unable to help crying out.
Finnley released his hand, and Liam immediately fell to the ground, rolling around in pain.
The people around only glanced at Liam, then looked away, as if they'd seen this kind of thing many times and found it nothing special anymore.
Finnley looked at his hand with disgust, then raised his eyes to Sophia. "Are you okay?"
Sophia looked up at him, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes. "I'm fine. Good thing you were here, or I might have been bullied by this jerk."
She put one hand on her hip and pointed at Liam with the other, looking all puffed up and indignant as she complained.
Finnley suddenly remembered the kick Liam took to his lower body - the force, the precision - even he as a man had to admire it.
He believed that even without him, Sophia wouldn't have been bullied.
However, he didn't expose Sophia, but instead reached out his hand toward her.
Sophia quickly took out a wet wipe from her bag and pulled Finnley's hand to clean it thoroughly, not even missing the spaces between his nails.
She knew he was always a germaphobe. Having just touched such a dirty thing, he must be feeling disgusted now.
Watching Sophia's practiced movements, Finnley couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, a faint smile rippling in his eyes.
In the noisy dance floor, Sophia and Finnley seemed completely out of place.
Yet when they stood together, it was as if they formed their own world that no one else could enter, with an indescribable sense of harmony.
Finnley's gaze fell on Sophia's round, smooth, and fair shoulders, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled almost imperceptibly.
Just as Sophia was about to say thank you, her body suddenly lifted into the air.