Zhuo Yifan lightly wiped the water droplets from her hair with a towel. At such a young age, was it appropriate for her to appear in such a place?
Even if she was celebrating a classmate's birthday and nothing happened.
But has she ever considered how many drunks cause trouble in such places?
Or what if she encounters a hooligan with no one around to help her, nowhere to call for help? What would she do then?
Therefore, when Zhuo Yifan saw her at the club, he couldn't control his anger.
If she disobeyed, he'd spank her directly.
That little wildcat, in a fit of rage, bit his arm.
Zhuo Yifan looked down at his arm. The bite marks weren't deep, but it seemed like they'd take a few days to heal.
He thought about it and called her anyway. At the very least, she can't do such foolish things again.
Did she really think that his private number could be given to just anyone?
Mingzhu heard the phone ringing and saw that it was Zhuo Dabao calling.
