"What do you mean by looking at me like that? I didn't lose the fight; I guarantee Jin Chenye is more injured than I am!" Yu Xiuzhun gritted his teeth, displaying a man's unique confidence and fierceness.
"..."
Dare she say she was worried about Jin Chenye?
What did Yu Xiuzhun's life or death matter to her? If he died, she'd only burn incense and thank the heavens.
"Are you cursing me?" Yu Xiuzhun squinted his wicked eyes, looking at the silent Ye Mingmei.
Ye Mingmei looked at him innocently; she hadn't said a word.
"You're cursing me in your heart, I heard it." Yu Xiuzhun confidently spoke, grabbing her wrist and pulling her closer. "Don't think I don't know you're feeling sorry for Jin Chenye. But I beat him up, and if you keep getting tangled up with him, I'll beat him up every time I see him!"
"What's the difference between this and being a thug?" Ye Mingmei looked at him in shock.
Yu Xiuzhun shrugged indifferently, sneering, "I was born a thug, what do you care?"
"..."
