"Are you alright, Xinyi?" Lu Xiulan asked. "Did he touch you?"
Ah, she didn't want something bad to happen to her cousin. She also didn't want to be held responsible if something happened to Lu Xinyi. Shen Yi would surely not be pleased.
Lu Xinyi shook her head, making her dizzier. The alcohol was starting to affect her senses that she couldn't even stop her sharp tongue from insulting the man earlier.
"I'm okay," Lu Xinyi struggled to push on the crowd so Lu Xiulan had to hold her frame and lead her outside the club, hoping that Yuan Jin was waiting for them.
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As the man grinned at Lu Xinyi's retreating figure, someone appeared behind him and hit his head.
"Oww!" The man rubbed his head and wrinkled his forehead. "What's that for, Yuren?!"
"You dumbass. Did you just try to hit on a married woman, Long Feng?" A deep baritone voice coming from behind him sent shivers through Long Feng's spine. Long Feng's ear was pulled on harshly, and he could only groan in pain.
