Sheng Feichen, who was hitting Zhao Bo, had no intention of stopping. He rushed forward, straddled Zhao Bo, and pinned him to the ground. He then began to relentlessly punch Zhao Bo in the face.
Zhao Bo had no chance to resist and could only desperately use his arms to protect his head.
Feng Lin was so frightened that she froze on the spot, staring blankly at the scene before her, too scared to move.
He didn't know how long the fight had lasted, but Sheng Feichen's breathing became heavy.
He raised his hand, ready to strike again, but it fell limply.
Sheng Feichen looked at Zhao Bo, who was no longer recognizable as a human, and suddenly sneered.
"A coward like you dares to touch my woman?"
Zhao Bo felt his head buzzing and his vision blurring.
He tried to calm himself down and asked weakly, "Who are you? What do you want?"
Sheng Feichen slowly stood up from the ground, swaggered towards Feng Lin, and with a wave of his arm, pulled Feng Lin into his arms.
Feng Lin instinctively exclaimed, "Ah!"
"Don't touch her!"
Zhao Bo let out a fierce roar, trying to get up from the ground, but he couldn't feel any strength in his body. He felt as if he were floating on a cloud, in a daze.
Seeing his expression, Sheng Feichen laughed even harder, his laughter spreading wide.
"You want to know who I am, right? I'll have her tell you."
He shoved Feng Lin in his arms. "Tell him who I am."
Feng Lin, however, was filled with terror, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, and she didn't say a word.
This behavior greatly provoked Sheng Feichen. His face darkened, and he roared at Feng Lin, "Speak up, you shameless woman! What am I to you!"
Feng Lin trembled even more in fright.
"Don't touch her! Come at me!!" Zhao Bo shouted in defense.
Sheng Feichen turned his head and glared at him. The more Zhao Boyi acted like a hero saving a damsel in distress, the angrier he became.
"I'm her man! When I was sleeping with her, you were probably still wetting your pants in some kindergarten!"
Zhao Bo was stunned for a moment, then became excited.
"Don't talk nonsense. I told you, if you have a problem, come at me. Let her go."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Feichen couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Feng Lin, what kind of spell did you cast on this fool to make him so devoted to you? Huh? How come I never knew you had this ability?"
Feng Lin stood there with a frown, not daring to raise her head, and muttered in a low voice, "Stop making a fuss, let's go home, okay?"
"I'm making a scene? What am I making a scene about! I'm just teaching him how cruel society is!"
Seeing her cowering and not daring to look up, Sheng Feichen felt not happy at all, but rather inexplicably annoyed.
It's as if their relationship really can't be made public.
He gritted his teeth, grabbed Feng Lin's chin, and kissed her fiercely.
Feng Lin's eyes widened in shock, her face filled with terror.
Sheng Feichen kissed them fiercely, and the smell of blood filled their mouths.
Zhao Bo stared in astonishment at the scene before him, and with a sudden burst of strength, he lunged at Sheng Feichen.
He grabbed Sheng Feichen by the collar and, with all his might, slapped him across the face.
Sheng Feichen was knocked to the ground, but that didn't vent Zhao Bo's anger. He rushed forward to hit him again, but a figure stepped in front of Sheng Feichen to protect him.
You can't hit him!
Zhao Bo could hardly believe his ears. He looked up in disbelief at Feng Lin, who was stretching out her arms to protect Sheng Feichen, and stood there stunned.
"You...you all..."
Sheng Feichen wiped his mouth with a wicked grin and suddenly burst into laughter.
"I told you she's my woman, you idiot."
He got up from the ground and hugged Feng Lin tightly. "Come on, let's go home. You behaved so well, I'll definitely reward you properly when we get back."
He buried his face in her neck and greedily sucked on it.
"Haven't you been complaining all the time that you can't be satisfied? Well, today I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for good."
Sheng Feichen gave Zhao Bo, who was frozen in shock, a wicked look, then put his arm around Feng Lin and left laughing.
Feng Lin mechanically followed him away, never looking back at Zhao Bo once more.
Zhao Bo's face was deathly pale. He stared blankly at the backs of the two people, as if he hadn't yet processed everything.
He grinned and collapsed to the ground with a thud.
When Yi An received Su Yan's call and searched all the way there, she only saw Zhao Bo lying on the ground, unable to get up.
"Zhao Bo! What happened to you? Who hit you? Was it that Sheng Feichen?!"
When Yi An saw his bruised and swollen face, her eyes blazed with fury.
Zhao Bo turned his head and looked at him bitterly, "So you knew too."
Yi An immediately fell silent and lowered her gaze.
“I told you this a long time ago, but you never believed me.”
Zhao Bo then recalled Yi An's earlier words and Su Xiaoyu's various resistant actions towards Feng Lin, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Turns out I really am a complete idiot, a total idiot!"
Tears streamed down his face like a broken string of pearls.
Zhao Bo didn't know how he left that neighborhood, he only knew that he had drunk a lot of alcohol, his face hurt, his head hurt, and his heart hurt even more.
In his hazy state of consciousness, he seemed to hear Yi An's voice.
"Doctor, is he alright?"
A doctor? Can a doctor heal heartache? Can a doctor heal emotional wounds?
He thought vaguely for a moment, then drifted off to sleep again.
When he woke up again, he had just opened his eyes groggily when he met four pairs of eyes staring at him.
Zhao Bo looked at the four heads that were right in front of him and shuddered in fright, all sleepiness vanishing.
He frantically pulled the blanket tighter, protecting his vulnerable self.
What are you doing?
Zhao Bo swallowed hard, his gaze sweeping over the faces of Su Yan, Yi An, Su Xiaoyu, and Yi Kangle.
"You four came here for sightseeing? Are you crazy?!"
Su Yan and Yi An exchanged a glance, then pretended nothing had happened and looked away.
Yi Kangle, standing on a stool, stared at Zhao Bo's face with a look of worry.
"Uncle Zhao, are you alright? Your face... looks terrifying!"
Although Su Xiaoyu didn't say anything, her expression conveyed the same meaning.
Zhao Bo touched his treated face, still feeling a faint pain, which instantly brought back memories of yesterday.
His spirits were instantly drained, and he became listless again.
When Yi An saw him like this, she wanted to say something to comfort him, but Su Yan grabbed her arm first.
As the room fell silent, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Feng Lin barged in.
The ward door slammed against the wall with a loud bang. This showed just how much force she used.
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