That Man must Not be Me

"What are you doing? Shi Hanmo, do you think that I don't dare to hit you? " Su Qinglian quickly stood up and tightly clutched his chest with both hands. His watery eyes unhappily glared at the stupefied Shi Hanmo.

What was wrong with this woman? Why did he get angry for no reason?

Putting down the handkerchief, Shi Hanmo took a few steps towards the woman, but the woman seemed to be extremely against him, if he took one step, she would retreat a step, and the two of them would walk out of the restaurant in this strange posture.

The moment they left the restaurant, they saw the wide road outside. Because they were walking in a rush, Su Qinglian didn't even have time to see clearly before a car drove in front of her like crazy.

"Be careful!" Shi Hanmo, who was behind her, quickly pulled her into his embrace. He hugged her tightly and asked softly, "Lian, are you alright? Don't be afraid, I'm by your side."