Xiao Chen rushed to the bar only to find that Ling Yunshu was completely drunk, slumped on the couch, letting a man beside her tease her freely—even hooking her arm around the man's neck, smiling coquettishly.
When he arrived, he saw the man's hand sliding along her fair, smooth thigh, slipping under her skirt.
A vein in Xiao Chen's forehead suddenly popped, and he clenched his fists. He strode forward in three steps, grabbed the man's collar, lifted him up forcefully, and the next second, he hammered a fierce punch into the man's face.
Caught off guard, the man was heavily punched, his eyes widening in shock, "Who the hell dares to touch me…"
But before he could finish, Xiao Chen's second, third, and fourth punches had already come raining down, leaving the man bruised, lips bleeding, unable to speak.
