The murderous look in Haoyu's eyes was so intense that even a mummy could sense it, let alone Su Nian, who was very much alive.
After repeated attempts to tolerate it, Su Nian was unable to bear it any longer.
"Hey, I am saying, Zheng Haoyu, as a man, you should be magnanimous. How can you hold such a grudge? You're making it difficult for me, a delicate little woman." Su Nian complained pitifully.
A delicate woman?
Haoyu was confused.
A delicate woman who can beat up a person twice her size and have them searching for their teeth? Haoyu couldn't help but recall the time when Qin Zheng was beaten.
His lip curled up into a slight smirk, "You are a delicate woman? In my eyes, you pack more of a punch than a tomboy."
Su Nian was embarrassed, he shouldn't be saying that about her.
"So, tomorrow you …" She was attempting to ask if he was planning to go out with her when the young master interrupted her.