"Help, I'm being murdered by my own husband..."
Xu Xiangbei lay sprawled out on the ground, calling out dramatically.
Murdered by her own husband?
Black Rose and Chen Xin exchanged silent glances; this guy is shameless, isn't he?
Sees a pretty girl and instantly considers her his wife?
"Miss, I'm telling you, I fell because of you, so I need some hugs and kisses to get up. Otherwise, I'll call the police, and you'll be waiting for me to extort money from you."
Xu Xiangbei lay on the ground, unperturbed by the disdainful looks from the librarian and others, cheekily acting like a rascal.
Black Rose couldn't be bothered with Xu Xiangbei, expressionlessly took out her phone and dialed a number: "Hello, is this Wang Daliang, the sports department head? I heard you're looking for someone named Xu Xiangbei, right, I've found him on the first floor of the library. Hurry and bring your people over."
