"Lu Han, are you trying to ditch me after crossing the bridge?" Long Aotian strode over, jokingly calling out to Lu Han's hurried footsteps.
Hearing Long Aotian's voice behind him, Lu Han then remembered about the other person.
"Sorry about that, Brother Long," Lu Han said, adjusting his emotions before turning to face Long Aotian.
As Lu Han turned around carrying Tang Su, Long Aotian expected to see a beauty, but what he saw was a pitiful little thing.
Tang Su's hair was a mess because Wen Jie had viciously grabbed it, and to make matters worse, there were a lot of sunflower seed shells in it. Below that was a face that was supposed to be fair and rosy, but now it was so swollen that her original features were barely recognizable.
Seeing the woman he cared about being humiliated by these audacious people, Long Aotian could understand why Lu Han might feel like killing someone at that moment.
