Ye Xuan's principle has always been that insulting him is fine; he'll smile and let it go.
But he can't tolerate any insults towards his friends.
What's more, Tang Xiaorou isn't just his friend; she's his landlord and... lover... even if it was just one night.
Suddenly, a slap landed across the face, and the young man couldn't react. His whole face swelled up directly, his front tooth broke off, and his mouth was full of blood, looking pitiful.
The flamboyant woman immediately stood up angrily, pointed at Ye Xuan's nose, and said, "You want to die. Do you know who we are?"
"No, and frankly, I don't need to know either." Ye Xuan sneered, completely ignoring the woman, continuing coldly, "I, Ye Xuan, as the future of our nation, bring a breeze just by walking when I'm showing off. If I truly get crazy, I hit even myself."
"You dare hit me?"
The woman was momentarily stunned, looking extremely shocked, not daring to say another word.
