He was still in the emotion of being pushed away by her, hadn't noticed anything amiss yet, when he felt a hand fiercely grab his shoulder from behind.
The grip was heavy, as if it wanted to crush his bones.
"Damn it, who is it?" Zhou Ronghao cursed, turning around.
Just as he turned his head, without a chance to see who was behind him, he felt a punch land hard on his face.
"Shit…" He clutched his face in pain, a bruise forming below his eyelid.
Fu Lingfeng lifted his leg and kicked him hard in the stomach, catching Zhou Ronghao off guard, forced by the blow to stagger back several steps.
Occasionally, someone would pass by, and seeing them in such a state, could roughly guess the situation.
Nothing more than a drama of two men fighting over a woman.
In a place like this, the fewer troubles the better, and no one wanted to invite trouble without reason, so naturally, no one intervened.
