He rubbed his eyes carefully and took another look at the contents of the paper.
Then he looked up to see Zhao Shoujiang's smug face.
Luo Lan shouted angrily.
She didn't even care that she wasn't wearing any clothes.
With a flying kick, she lashed out at Zhao Shoujiang's face.
Chen Fang covered his eyes in shock.
When he spread his fingers apart and peeked through them, there were two crimson trails flowing from Zhao's nose.
"You whore, you dare to hit me..."
Zhao Shoujiang continued to berate her without knowing the full story.
Luo Lan grabbed his hair and said, "Deputy Magistrate Zhao, from now on, you'd better not call me a whore again. Otherwise, do you believe I'll spill everything you've done?"
"Have you lost your mind? You really don't want anything anymore, right?"
Zhao Shoujiang asked.
With a slap,
Luo Lan slapped the paper onto his face.
She sneered and said, "I'm sorry, Deputy Magistrate Zhao, but from now on, you can't control me."
