"Ah?"
Xing Zhaolin swallowed heavily, his face contorted with fear.
He glanced between Lu Ye's legs, disgusted beyond belief; he didn't want to do such a revolting thing.
"Alright, Doctor Zhao, I guess I'll just blow up balloons..."
Xing Zhaolin said dejectedly, crouching in the corner, blowing with all his might, even his eyes bulged.
"Brother, if there's nothing else, please just let me go. I promise I won't dare to mess with you again."
Lu Ye said submissively, lacking any semblance of a school bully, more humble than a dog.
"Let you go?"
"First tell me, why were you able to send people to attack me earlier? Was it the receptionist downstairs who tipped you off?"
Zhao Tienan said with a cold tone, remembering how he was nearly hit on the head with a steel pipe, rage surged in his heart.
"Ah, yes, that's my girlfriend."
