Su Chaoyang refrained from hitting him again, considering him a "meritorious service" in some ways. Anyway, he despised such people and did not want to have much to do with them. From now on, they would not interfere with each other.'
"I still hold the same view, you brought this misfortune upon yourself!" He left these cold words behind, then turned around and left with an expression of cold and stern.
Su Chaoyang had been gone for a while before Han Wenxuan managed to pull himself together.
His face was battered, and his body was covered in wounds. He had to admit that Su Chaoyang was powerful. He, after all, was a three-stripe black belt in taekwondo yet, in front of him, all he could do was take a beating! This thought made him incredibly furious!
What infuriated him even more was that from now on, he would genuinely lose the position and qualifications to care about Xiaowan. Their brief romance had ended completely.
