At first, Hu Dingkun kept shouting, but later on, he stopped shouting altogether.
"Mr. Lu."
"Mr. Lu!"
It was no use, no matter how Old Tan called, it was futile. He stepped forward to pull, but as soon as his foot moved, his lower abdomen was sharply jabbed by the leg of a chair.
Old Tan: "..."
His face turned green, feeling like he had internal injuries.
"Lu Xinglan!"
"Lu Xinglan!"
"Lu Xinglan!"
Old Tan, clutching his abdomen, loudly called out the boss's full name. However, it was all in vain. He looked around, trying to find something to knock the person unconscious.
"Lu Xinglan."
The girl on the bed just called out.
Lu Xinglan stopped.
Old Tan: "..." Damn it, how fragrant!
Lu Xinglan regained some of his senses, but his residual anger was not quenched, and his eyes still looked sinister: "Don't look."
Chen Xiangtai got up from the bed, swaying. She stumbled over to him and grabbed his hand, "That's enough." Any more and it could kill someone.
