"Haven't you always said you were looking for a muscular man? Isn't this guy one?" Han Xue laughed.
Lin Qingmeng kept shaking her head. She did want to find a muscular man, but not to the extent of exaggerating like Wang Tianhu. Being with someone like Wang Tianhu, if there ever was an argument, one slap from him and she could lose her life.
"He's not a muscular man; he's a twisted muscle guy," Lin Qingmeng whispered.
Han Xue smiled helplessly. Facing such a person, who would attract attention wherever he went, even Han Xue felt a bit overwhelmed. But since Su Changfeng had asked this person to protect her, Han Xue had no way to refuse.
Currently, Su Changfeng was facing quite a few troubles, and Han Xue didn't want to add to Su Changfeng's problems because of her.
