"Xiao Er!" Bai Xiaoyu took a swift leap and rushed to the side of the startled girl.
She was helplessly curled up in the corner of the large bed, her eyes swollen from crying, still clutching an ashtray in her hand, only the ashtray was aimed not at the abusive man, but at herself.
His heart ached terribly.
And the cause of all this, Lu Tianze, draping on his half-removed clothes with unhurried composure, sneered darkly, "Coming now, aren't you a bit late?"
"Scum!"
Bai Xiaoyu prided himself on his good manners, many things and many people didn't catch his eye, let alone shake his indifferent heart.
But, this damned scum had truly enraged him.
He was courting death!
The normally indifferent man clenched his fist, and without hesitation, threw a powerful punch at Lu Tianze's disgusting face. The most primitive violence wasn't enough to relieve his anger, he wished he could dismember him with countless bullets.
