Gu Juan was a bit confused about what happened next.
How could Zheng Peng be here?
And coincidentally, he saw Zhou Ting kissing her.
"Zheng Peng, you... how come you're here?" Gu Juan, who always acted proud in front of Zheng Peng, couldn't wrap her head around this situation, "Let me explain, there's nothing between him and me."
"Just step aside." Zheng Peng wasn't interested in Gu Juan's explanations.
He had only one thought now, to fiercely beat up the person who had humiliated him.
Zheng Peng pushed Gu Juan aside and swung his fist straight at Zhou Ting's face.
Before Gu Juan could react, Zheng Peng and Zhou Ting were already wrestling, evenly matched, neither willing to back down.
"Stop it, both of you, stop fighting." Gu Juan tried to mediate, but to the two men who were seeing red, stopping now would mean admitting defeat.
"Ah..."
