"Jin'an!"
Kexin exclaimed, immediately turning away from Qiao En and rushing towards Zhou Jin'an.
However, it was already too late.
The teacup struck Zhou Jin'an's chest and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces with a 'clink'.
Tea splashed everywhere, soaking Zhou Jin'an's expensive suit.
Tea leaves hung off his chest, dripping wet.
"Jin'an, are you hurt?"
Kexin was extremely anxious. She reached out to wipe the tea leaves off Zhou Jin'an and tried to dry the stains on his clothes.
But Zhou Jin'an pushed her away.
"It seems I missed quite a spectacle?"
He said this and strode into the living room, his piercing gaze sweeping over Qiao En who stood in front of Mrs. Zhou.
Her evening attire was the same, except her pale cheeks now bore two red marks.
"Is it not quite a spectacle?"
Mrs. Zhou snorted coldly from her nostrils, her meaning pointed.
"Did you hit her?"
