Wen Nuan was both regretful and angry, fuming with herself.
If she hadn't come here tonight, how could Fu Mingyu have gotten into a fight and ended up injured?
"Third Brother, I'm sorry..."
She whispered, and tears immediately fell from Wen Nuan's eyes.
Although he had been full of anger, seeing Wen Nuan cry made all of Fu Mingyu's anger dissipate.
"I'm fine."
He reached out to rub Wen Nuan's head and said softly, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
After speaking, Fu Mingyu glanced at Li Xiaoxiao, "Let's go, you're not going to see anything more tonight, are you really going to hang around here?"
"I'm leaving, I'm leaving now..."
Looking at the chaotic mess of the hall in front of her, and recalling the impressive fight scene she just witnessed that was no less thrilling than an action movie, Li Xiaoxiao felt her blood boiling.
