Chu Yang proudly raised his head, "Good to see you have some sense, kid!"
As Chu Yang reached out to take Mo Zihan's suitcase, Ling Feng's mouth curled into a mocking smile, then he let go of the handle.
"Holy shit!" Chu Yang grabbed the suitcase, but it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and suddenly dropped to the ground.
A dull thud sounded as the suitcase hit the ground, and one of the wheels smashed onto Chu Yang's toes.
"It hurts like hell!" Chu Yang's face instantly turned the color of a cooked crab as he howled in pain while clutching his foot.
A suitcase weighing over a hundred pounds landing on your foot could easily break bones; he was lucky if it hadn't!
"How can you have the nerve to be Mo Zihan's boyfriend when you're so weak?" Ling Feng looked at Chu Yang with a disdainful gaze, then grabbed the suitcase with one hand and said, "Let's go, Miss Mo Zihan!"
