Ye Xingbei cried out in shock but, thinking of his son, quickly stifled himself. He fiercely twisted Gu Junzhu's arm, "Stop messing around!"
"Who's messing around with you?" Gu Junzhu unscrewed an ointment, "I'm applying medicine for you!"
Seeing a line of bruise stretch across Ye Xingbei's fair back, Gu Junzhu's heart jolted; his frown deep and worrying.
Ye Xingbei's skin was particularly sensitive; a light brush could leave a red mark.
Usually, he would handle Ye Xingbei with utmost care, afraid to cause any harm.
However, the person he protected so carefully was now injured by others.
Clicking his tongue against his teeth, a strong discomfort washed over him. He regretted on account of Chu Dingbang, and letting go of that security guard too easily.
The guard only received a slap and a kick from Chu Dingbang, that was too light punishment for him!
