On the other end of the phone, Xie Xuan heard the scream. His heart, which had just calmed down a little, was in his throat again.
"Who's bleeding? Are you bleeding?" His voice was slightly hoarse, and he spoke quickly with a hint of nervousness.
Lu Haiqiao smiled a little and couldn't be bothered to look at the wailing Pan Ning anymore. She walked toward the dining room door.
"Someone is bleeding, but it's not me," the maker of the "bloodbath" answered honestly.
"Were you bullied?" Xie Xuan found her gentle and lovely. Even if she wasn't injured, she must have been shocked to see someone bleeding.
"No…" Lu Haiqiao touched the bridge of her nose in resignation.
The person who had the ability to bully her hadn't been born yet.
By then, Lu Haiqiao had already walked out of the restaurant.
"As long as you're not bullied." Xie Xuan said, "See you later."
Lu Haiqiao nodded.
