Su Mo got a punch on his nose by Bo Yan. Warm liquid slowly trickled down, and half of his handsome face was covered in blood, making him look extremely scary.
Su Mo was not good at fighting, since his pretty and slender fingers were made to play the violin.
However, he was not afraid of Bo Yan today, as if he was throwing everything out and giving it his all. With reddened eyes, he clenched his fists, punching back at Bo Yan.
Suddenly, the calm living room became the fighting arena between the two men.
During their fight, the wound on Bo Yan's injured leg split open again after being kicked by Su Mo, a sticky and warm liquid gushing out of the wound.
Su Mo wiped the blood on his face with the back of his hand, looking at Bo Yan in anger. "Do people like you only know how to solve problems with violence? It's no wonder why Xiao Hua is so determined to not get back together with you!"
