"Zhang Yadong, you scumbag, you beast!"
Ling Yajing bit her pink lips, retreating a step backward.
Not far away, Zhu Bufan witnessed this scene and couldn't help a wry smile: "This girl is just too kind! Too kind, and ultimately destined to be bullied, alas."
In today's society, the kinder you are, the more others tend to bully you.
Conversely, if you are tough, making the other party afraid, they will grovel before you like dogs!
At this moment, Zhang Yadong's face was smug, filled with arrogance, but he was completely unaware that danger was inching closer to him.
In his eyes, there was only Ling Yajing's graceful and attractive body, and her aggrieved expression that excited him thoroughly.
"Is it him?"
Ling Yajing looked up slightly and saw a familiar yet foreign face, the same boy who had helped her escape from Zhang Yadong last time.
Why is he here?
At this moment, Ling Yajing was somewhat astonished.