Watching the woman dragging two people to the back mountain with ease after she had finished beating them up, then clapping her hands with satisfaction as she walked back, Lu Hualiang's expression at that moment was one of refusal.
He thought she was a simple, cute, gentle, and kind little girl, the kind of lady who would overflow with compassion and lend a hand when seeing someone injured on the roadside.
He really thought she was a gentle, kind, and innocent lady.
He never expected...
An illusion, an illusion!
Seemingly aware of someone watching her, Xia Weibao looked up just as she returned to the yard and saw a handsome guy standing at the door, intently staring at her.
Suddenly feeling shy.
Then, she looked at him bashfully with a smile, "Is Young Master Lu waiting for me?"
Lu Hualiang, "..."
What a sweet and lovely child, forming a stark contrast with the violent maniac just now!
