Lu Mingzhu only felt a burning pain on half of her cheek, clutching her face incredulously as she looked at Yan Song: "You actually hit me?"
She always thought men who hit women were particularly lacking class, but at this moment, facing the handsome and cold man in front of her, amidst the shock and heartache, her heart pounded even more fiercely...
"If I hear you insult her again, it won't just be a slap, I'll kill you directly." Yan Song said with a chilling murderous aura, terrifying Lu Mingzhu to her core.
Yun Ya tugged at him, delicately and tenderly said: "Brother Yan, you've scared Sister Mingzhu. After all, she is a girl, this isn't very good, is it?"
Yan Song rubbed her head, his demeanor softened in contrast to the coldness he showed Lu Mingzhu, gently saying: "Serves her right."
His thin lips parted, uttering these two words, sending Lu Mingzhu's heart plummeting to the bottom.
