"It's not that she was mad at you for scolding her; she was mad because you beat up her handsome brother like that," Ruo Lan added.
"..." Hao Jian smiled awkwardly, "Silly girl, what's so good about Murong Chengkong? He looks good but is useless. I barely pushed him a few times, and he ended up like that. How can such a man provide a sense of security to women? Tongtong, wouldn't you agree?"
"So the handsome brother is called Murong Chengkong, yay, I finally know his name!" Tongtong cheered.
Hehe... Hahaha...
Hao Jian squeezed out a smile uglier than a cry. It seemed that the next time he met Murong Chengkong, he'd have to engage in a deep exchange of martial arts with him.
Just then, Hao Jian's phone rang; it was Old Zhang calling.
"Hello, Old Zhang, what's up?"
"Hao Jian, where are you?" On the other end, Old Zhang's voice trembled with tears.
Hao Jian was startled, "Me? Aren't I at home? What's wrong?"
