"Tiantian, stop talking." Cheng Zhiwei covered her cheek with one hand, pulling Xu Tian with the other, her eyes serene and ripple-free.
Her heart had long been battered and full of holes, but none of that compared to the pain of Zhou Lin grasping her wrist and letting Bai Zhuzhu slap her.
However, He Lanzhi was excited to an extreme, "It's just a slap, isn't it? Why put on this dying look for everyone to see?"
"He Lanzhi, shut your mouth," Xu Tian hissed fiercely.
"Are you Cheng Zhiwei's dog? You show up everywhere."
It looked like another argument was about to start.
"Enough," Zhou Lin reprimanded coldly, surveying the surroundings, "No one is allowed to speak of today's events."
Cheng Zhiwei closed her eyes, finding it hard to breathe. She was his wife, and he had held her to be struck by another. Now, he spoke up to protect Bai Zhuzhu.
What, was he afraid that Lin Yu would find out Bai Zhuzhu had come out looking for trouble?
