Liang Xuan was tossed back and forth, but each time when he was about to give up, Chuzheng would pull him up, let him catch his breath, and then push him back down.
Chuzheng threw Liang Xuan into the water, looking down at the man floundering in it: "Liang Xuan, today's lesson is only because you almost hurt him."
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Under the horrified stares of the crowd, Chuzheng returned to the street, supporting Ming Xian as they left.
After walking a distance, sounds started gradually to return from behind.
It was like a scene paused and now replaying.
Chuzheng brought Ming Xian to a secluded corner: "How are you?"
"Were you following me?" Ming Xian's voice was hoarse.
"No." Chuzheng denied very quickly.
"Then why are you here?"
"To rescue you."
"If you weren't following me, how would you come to rescue me?"
Chuzheng looked serious: "Just a coincidence."
Ming Xian: "..."
Ming Xian certainly didn't believe such a coincidence.
She definitely had been following him all the way.
