Chapter 210
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Bai Jinyu had just grabbed Fu Huai 'an's arm when Fu Huai' an flung it away and punched him again. Wang Quan fainted, his limbs hanging limply as Fu Huai 'an lifted him up.
"Something bad will happen if you continue!" Bai Jinyu grabbed Fu Huai 'an's arm forcefully. "Don't forget what this bastard's parents do! What does his uncle do?! "
Fu Huai 'an flung the limp Wang Quan away as if he was throwing away trash.
Fu Huai 'an had used all his strength in those two punches, so his breathing was heavy. He moved the cigarette away from his lips with his bloody hand and turned to look at the stunned Lin Nuan.
In the darkness, the contours of Fu Huai 'an's face were cold and hard. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and their gazes met. There was a solemn look in his deep and dark eyes. He unhurriedly removed the cigarette from his mouth and extinguished it, appearing tall and majestic.
Bai Jinyu checked on the unconscious Wang Quan. Afraid that things would get out of hand, he immediately called Lu Jinnan for help.
…
Lin Nuan stood under the shower with her eyes closed. Her mind was filled with the image of Fu Huai 'an grabbing Wang Quan's collar and beating him up. Her heart raced and she hugged her arms tightly.
Lin Nuan had heard too many stories of heroes saving beauties. She didn't understand why beauties would always say that they couldn't repay his kindness and could only repay him with their bodies.
Now that she had experienced it, she understood that it was human nature to be strong. On the other hand, it was probably due to her emotional nature that made it easy for people to fall in love.
"Knock knock knock —"
Someone knocked on the bathroom door.
Lin Nuan looked towards the frosted glass door and could vaguely make out the silhouette of a man with long legs. She turned off the hot water and listened to the sounds outside.
"Take off your clothes …"
Fu Huai 'an's deep voice traveled through the door. Lin Nuan hurriedly grabbed a towel and wrapped herself up. She walked to the door barefooted and bit her lip. She held the door handle and opened it a little.
Her body hid behind the door, and before she could poke her head out, Fu Huai 'an handed her clean clothes in with one hand. It was a clean, pink robe …
It was a T-shirt with bat sleeves, disposable underwear, and jeans.
He stood sideways with no intention of looking inside. Lin Nuan's actions were a little petty.
"Thank you!"
Lin Nuan, who was standing behind the door, took the clothes. Seeing Fu Huai 'an's arm leave, she closed the door again.
After showering and changing her clothes, Lin Nuan blow-dried her hair before coming out of the bathroom.
Fu Huai 'an was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking with the ashtray in his left hand. When he heard the door open, his deep gaze looked towards Lin Nuan. Through the thin white fog, it was increasingly difficult to see his strong facial features.
The silent Fu Huai 'an made Lin Nuan feel uneasy and uneasy at the same time.
Seeing that there were still bloodstains on Fu Huai 'an's fist, Lin Nuan said, "There are bloodstains on your hands …"
Fu Huai 'an bit on his cigarette and looked at his hand coldly. When he was punching Wang Quan just now, he had hit Wang Quan's teeth and injured the joint on the back of his hand. At the time, Fu Huai' an didn't pay attention and thought his hand was covered in Wang Quan's blood, so he didn't bother after washing it. He only realized now that Lin Nuan mentioned it.
Fu Huai 'an removed the cigarette from his lips and put it out in the ashtray. He frowned and said, "I'll get Little Lu to send you back."
"Let me help you deal with your wound!"
Lin Nuan and Fu Huai 'an spoke almost at the same time.
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