The aftermath of that stick

"Pa!"

Luo haiping recovered from his panic and slapped his mistress's son hard on the face. He cursed, you son of a b * tch! I'm providing for you and your mother, and you hit my daughter? even a single strand of her hair is more precious than you!

The high school student probably did not expect Chen hansheng to block it with his bare hands. He looked up at Chen hansheng in shock. After being slapped by Luo haiping, the steel bar fell from his hand with a " clang ", and he swayed unsteadily.

"Luo haiping, don't you dare hit my son!"

The woman in the mink coat struggled to stand up. She must have twisted her ankle, so she limped upstairs to fight with Luo haiping.

"Luo Xuan, are you alright?"

Huang xiaoxia also rushed over and cried in Luo Xuan's arms.

Her legs were trembling. If Luo Xuan was really hit by the steel column, Huang xiaoxia would not know what to do in the future.