At this moment, she looked like a schoolgirl with a budding crush, blushing all of a sudden.
Lu Jingchen got up from the ground, pointing at Feng Yi while still refusing to admit defeat: "You actually dared to hit me too."
Feng Yi curled his lips into a smile, his dark eyes brimming with contempt: "Do you really think you're some kind of royalty? You're overestimating yourself."
"Just you wait, I'll let my dad teach you a good lesson."
People in the bar gathered around to watch the excitement, some even loudly jeering: "Coward, can't even handle one guy with four or five people."
"Oh wow, look at how badly he got beaten up, trying to pick up girls with no skills, serves him right."
"Can't win, so runs home to tell daddy? Still not weaned, huh."
This time, Lu Jingchen lost face completely, inside and out.
