Fu Yanzhou yelled angrily, "Fu Yanhai, you madman!"
"Are you going or not?" Fu Yanhai fiddled with the remote control in his hand.
Then, the chair with Su Nanxing began to spin in mid-air.
"Stop it!" Lu Beiyuan's heart was about to leap out; he immediately stretched out both hands, "What are you staring at! Tie her up!"
While grabbing a rope, Fu Yanzhou shouted, "Stop! Fu Yanhai, I'm telling you to stop!"
Fu Yanhai pressed the remote control with a smile and said, "Stop tying her up. I suddenly don't find it amusing anymore. Fu Yanzhou, what do you think about beating up Lu Beiyuan in front of Su Nanxing?"
If looks could kill, Fu Yanhai would already have died countless times by now.
Clamping down on her lower lip, Su Nanxing dared not make a sound.
She was afraid Lu Beiyuan would worry.
When she finally stopped spinning and came to a standstill, she hurriedly said, "I'm okay."
Lu Beiyuan looked deeply at her, then looked up, "You really don't understand Fu Yanzhou."
