Watching Mi Xiurong and Chiang Zhengming walk away together, Mi Xiaotao's expression relaxed a bit.
It seemed she needed to ask Lu Shaoqing to arrange a bodyguard to secretly protect Mi Xiurong, to prevent Zhu Chenghui from harassing her again.
Now that Mi Xiurong was under Chiang Zhengming's care, she had truly overcome her difficulties. She deserved to be treated by a good man and absolutely could not let Zhu Chenghui ruin it.
"Xiaotao, who was that middle-aged man just now?"
Cheng Zhiming didn't know Zhu Chenghui's identity, nor did he hear clearly what they were arguing about. He just instinctively rushed forward to grab the wrist that was raised to hit Mi Xiaotao when he saw Zhu Chenghui's hand go up.
"A person I absolutely despise!"
Mi Xiaotao sighed, not wanting to say more about Zhu Chenghui. "I'm sorry, for letting you witness that!"
"Don't think that way; it's fine as long as you're okay!"
