She didn't know whether she was completely devoid of strength or if something had tripped her up.
Her body suddenly lurched, and she fell to the ground on her knees.
"Yufei—" Xiao Lang strode forward and scooped her up in his arms.
"Let go of me!" Jian Yufei glared at him, her voice cold.
Xiao Lang, with downcast eyes, walked to the sofa and placed her on it.
Jian Yufei suddenly grabbed a cushion and threw it forcefully at his face: "Murderous fiend—"
She glared at him furiously, her eyes full of icy resentment: "You are all devils, all executioners!"
Xiao Lang did not dodge, he just looked at her, silent.
Jian Yufei jumped up, grabbed a glass from the coffee table, and hurled it at him with force.
"Young Master—" Di Sheng cried out in alarm.
Xiao Lang still did not dodge. The glass struck his forehead hard and then shattered on the ground with a clang...
