Didn't this scum like Qin Yumei? Why then was he trying to strike up a conversation with another girl? Ling Chunxi frowned. An evil thought crossed her mind.
"May I ask your name miss? To be here so late at night, you must be here looking for your relatives. As it isn't safe for a lady to walk alone at this hour, allow me to escort you." Ling Yuanhong had overcome his captivated stupor and began to make passionate offers of accompaniment. He was utterly enamored, never taking his eyes off her even to blink.
Ling Chunxi didn't say a word as Ling Yuanhong moved closer to her. She was too tired to engage with his foolishness. Once he was close enough, she swiftly geared up and delivered a flying roundhouse kick right to his chest. "Ling Yuanhong, you scum! Go walk off a cliff!"
Ling Yuanhong's jaw dropped in recognition of Ling Chunxi's voice before her kick sent him flying.
He slammed into a wall and promptly fainted in a dramatic manner.
