With a whoosh, the cell phone struck someone's head with unerring accuracy and then clattered to the floor with a thud.
Lu Ziheng turned around swiftly, and the woman screamed.
"Third Brother, are you alright?"
Ran Yu turned to run, but at that moment, someone suddenly appeared in the hallway, resulting in a harsh collision.
Damn, that really fucking hurts!
Ran Yu grimaced in pain, hastily muttered an apology, and tried to dash off, but her wrist was caught by the person she bumped into. The man's voice was deep with a hint of elation, "Tongtong?"
Ran Yu was stunned, looked up, and saw a very handsome man's face.
Unlike Lu Ziheng's classical Eastern handsome features, this face seemed to have some Western heritage, with fair skin, pronounced facial features, deep-set eyes and brows, and even his eyes were a glittering emerald green, staring at her face filled with excitement…
