He suppressed his anger, tidied up Chai Eying's clothes, and smoothed her hair.
"I'm okay, you came just in time." Chai Eying said, still shaken, holding Li Xingmao's hand to stand up. If Li Xingmao had been a bit later...
She dared not think further.
Recalling the humiliation she had just suffered, Chai Eying's anger flared up. She picked up a stick from the ground and swung it viciously at Luo Zikun's leg, "What kind of man bullies women?"
Luo Zikun jumped up from the blow.
He shouted angrily, "Chai Eying, you wretch, you invited me here, and now you dare hit me?" He pointed at Li Xingmao, sneering coldly, "Li, do you know your woman is being indiscreet? She's still not over me, you know?"
"You... you're talking nonsense!" Chai Eying trembled with anger, "I came here to ask Uncle Tian's son something! How could I possibly be involved with someone like you? You think you deserve it?"
