Lang Qiang took a step back in shock and almost sat on the ground. He quickly asked in concern, "Young Master Fan, what's wrong with you? Which fearless person dared to lay their hands on you? Wait for me to avenge you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Fan had already stood up and walked towards him.
Before Lang Qiang could react, the chair was spun by someone and smashed onto his body with a bang. Intense pain assaulted him, and his vision couldn't help but darken. He widened his eyes in horror and saw the man smashing down at him again.
Dongfang Fan smirked coldly, his devilish smile dark and terrifying. "Who asked you to bully her behind my back?"
Lang Qiang rolled his eyes in fright as his body softened and he completely lost consciousness.
