"Sister Xia, let's chat later."
Chen Xiaobei wrapped Xia Xue in the blanket, then squinted at the man on the floor. "Awake?"
Liang Zihao shook his heavy head, still somewhat dazed. He only remembered that just as he was about to have his way with Xia Xue, a strange man had burst into the room and slapped him. After that, he blacked out.
Now it's obvious the one who hit me was the guy on the bed, isn't it?
Thinking of this, Liang Zihao immediately became enraged and cursed, "Fuck you! Who the hell are you? You dare to hit me? Are you tired of living?"
"Xia Xue, you're not trying to set me up, are you? I'm telling you, you've picked the wrong person! If you want to borrow money, just spread your legs and let me have my fun. Otherwise, you can wait for the bank to sue your dad."
