Song Xingchen, however, started laughing, filled with mockery, "Yes, it was on purpose, what about it?"
Cheng Yiming came to his senses and immediately grabbed Song Xingchen's collar, throwing the first punch.
Song Xingchen was knocked to the ground.
He cursed, "What the hell, you dare hit me..."
But because of the injury to his leg, the moment he tried to get up, he fell again.
Cheng Yiming was driven mad with anger.
Any man, at such a time, would have a hard time dealing with it.
It was certainly understandable to be crazed with anger.
In front of his very eyes, someone had kissed his girlfriend.
Lin Xibai hadn't expected such a scenario either, especially...
Since when was Song Xingchen only capable of taking a beating in a fight?
Yet today, the cast on his leg truly hampered his performance, and before long, his face was marked with bruises.
