Images of his usual arrogant self could not help but appear in Lin Wanwan's mind. His expression was looking stranger by the minute.
Could it be that he really became a fool after being beaten by those hooligans?
No, he had to quickly bring him to Lu Zhanbei and get someone to do a check on his brain.
"Fu Zhinian, can you walk with me right now?" she tried to ask him. After that, a trace of hesitation flashed past Fu Zhinian's face.
"Where to?"
"I'll bring you to find Lu Zhanbei."
Upon hearing Lu Zhanbei's name, Fu Zhinian's eyes shone.
"Ok!" Even his voice had risen by a few octaves. It could be seen how agitated he was.
Lin Wanwan heaved a sigh of relief. As she continued walking forward, she inadvertently looked back and saw Fu Zhinian with his head lowered, like a little wife who had suffered grievances following behind her. Every step he took was on the footprint she left behind.
