"Thud."
Zhang Xiaoshan fell hard on the ground, unprepared, and cried out in pain.
"Why did you kick me? Do you know that I am your lifesaver?"
Zhang Xiaoshan got up from the ground, somewhat complaining as he accused Jiang Man.
Jiang Man was no naive little woman who hadn't seen the world; she stared into Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes with an angry retort.
"You took advantage of me while I was drugged—that's how you save me?"
"I..."
Zhang Xiaoshan immediately wilted, saying awkwardly.
"That's a separate matter."
"Separate matter?"
Jiang Man crossed her arms over her chest, and spoke coldly to Zhang Xiaoshan.
"You sure make it sound so simple. How are you different from that bastard Zhang Jian? You're all cut from the same cloth."
"What?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoshan was not lightly angry.
"How dare you equate me with that beast? Do you know the risks I took last night to save you?"
