Lu Yan waited for the nosebleed to stop. after tidying himself up, he was ready to leave. His gaze fell on Song Xia's face.
Song Xia's nose was crooked. Because she had just cried, her face was red and extremely disgusting.
"Useless!" Lu Yan said in disgust and walked out.
The room was already locked, but Song Xia was still able to let Fu Hang escape unscathed.
She was simply too useless.
Lu Yan put one hand in his pocket and walked out with a cold face.
When Lu Yan walked out of the hotel, the cold wind was bone-chilling.
It was already winter.
The weather was just like his state of mind, desolate and cold.
The left side of his face that had been punched by Fu Hang felt a faint pain. He recalled everything that had happened just now. For the first time, he felt that he was a joke.
He was too careless. The current Shen Yan had been hypnotized by Irene, so how could she care about him?
