While the Jian Family was busy searching for Jian Qingqing's whereabouts, on the other side, Lu Xingshen still hadn't left the civil affairs bureau. He was sitting in his own car parked at the entrance of the bureau, quietly waiting for his people to bring Shi Nuan back.
Today, he was determined to marry Shi Nuan, but he didn't expect that after waiting for almost an hour, instead of Shi Nuan, he was greeted by the furious Chu Zhan.
With a "duang" sound, the car body shook. Through the car window, Lu Xingshen saw Chu Zhan's sullen, angry face. He pushed the car door down, not yet reacting, when Chu Zhan punched him to the ground.
"Lu Xingshen, you bastard!"
"Chu Zhan, are you fucking sick?"
Lu Xingshen groaned in pain, his thumb wiping the corner of his blood-tasting lip, his eyes cold as he looked at the young man in front of him, catching the opponent's punch with one hand.
