Drunk as she may be, she still has to praise his courage.
Xiao Qing's gaze rested on the palm of his hand, which currently had a pen stabbed into it. Who knows how much force Lu Jinyang had to use to drive an ordinary pen into his flesh.
"Has anyone told you that those who target my woman no longer appear in Empire?"
Li Weonian's face, both blue and swollen, was now distorted with pain, too much to bear looking at. Despite this, he nodded faintly, his words slurred: "I dare not, I dare not~"
Lu Jinyang stood up, adjusted his clothes, and extended his hand toward Xiao Qing, gently saying, "Let's go home."
Xiao Qing, who hadn't come to her senses, was led away by him until she finally realized what was happening when they got back to the car.
"Lu Jinyang, you're so cool!"
She expected the man to be modest, but instead, he replied, "When has your husband ever not been cool?"
She: "..."
After a while, she asked, "What should we do if we get no news from Li Weonian?"
"Wait."
