Lu Qichuan gently patted her shoulder to appease her emotions.
Tan Chenxiao hugged her body. His steady heartbeat was beside her ears. It was Lu Qichuan's heartbeat.
Lu Qichuan!
Tan Chenxiao's nerves were suddenly pulled. In a second, before anyone could react, Tan Chenxiao had already raised her hand and hit Lu Qichuan's face with force.
It was a swift and accurate slap that carried her eighteen years of hatred.
Lu Qichuan turned his head to the side because of this slap. His face felt numb from the pain.
Tan Chenxiao also lost all her strength because of this slap and fell onto his body. Lu Qichuan moved his face and finally carried Tan Chenxiao on his back. He picked up the umbrella on the ground and held it with one hand, he supported her body with one hand and carried her up.
