I Can't Eat a Loss

"Isn't she just a low-class actress? Is she worth your anger? I'll give you as many women as you want."

Xu Shaoyan rubbed his nose and said in a mischievous tone.

"Heh…"

Gong Mingye sneered.

He picked up the chair beside him and threw it at Xu Shaoyan's face.

Instantly, Xu Shaoyan's face was bleeding profusely.

"Ah!"

Zhou Shutong shrieked in fear. She curled up in the corner and trembled.

Ignoring him, Gong Mingye pushed the wheelchair and walked to the chair. He untied the rope and said gently, "Don't be afraid. I'm here to take you home."

Gu Wan'an struggled to open her eyes and stared at the extremely gentle face of the man in front of her.

Was she dreaming?

She raised her hand and tried to touch Gong Mingye's face gently. It was warm and hot.

"Gong Mingye…" She squeezed out a voice with difficulty.

A hint of pity flashed across Gong Mingye's eyes. He bent down and picked her up horizontally.