Xu Shu simply treated his injuries, but his face kept swelling, hurting at the slightest touch. Xu Shu didn't bother to be meticulous, mainly because he didn't want to listen to Loo Yao's whining.
"Where's the makeup artist?" Xu Shu asked.
"Already on the way. How's his face?"
"A bit hurt, not serious, just needs time for the swelling to go down. Miss Lu used skill, avoided vital areas, she actually showed you some respect."
Loo Jinyang knew what this meant, "I'll prepare a generous gift to apologize to her later."
Xu Shu hadn't even started to say "You should," when Loo Yao suddenly erupted in anger.
"Loo Jinyang, are you crazy! You let a woman hit me, you really did it!"
Loo Jinyang's gaze fell on him, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of anger subtly visible in his expression.
"She's Lu Zhenzhen."
"I don't care who she really is! You deliberately let a woman humiliate me!"
