Do You Hate Me This Much? (9)

He spoke with much difficulty—it was obvious he was in great pain.

Lu Nanze narrowed his eyes and stared at him, asking, "You feel like I'm harassing her?"

Clenching his fists, Sun Linan replied, "Second Brother, you don't consider this harassment?"

Staring at Lu Nanze with much wrath, he continued, "She is getting by happily now and that's good enough. Second Brother, liking a person doesn't mean owning her. It just means you'd be happy if she is."

Lu Nanze's pupils shrank as he sprang up from his seat. "I don't need you to teach me what liking a person is about!"

As soon as these words came out, he raised and aimed his foot at Sun Linan's chest to deliver a powerful kick.

Sun Linan staggered backwards when he received the blow and finally fell back on the ground.

The others sprang up reflexively with alarm, wanting to help him stand up, but they didn't dare to make any movements as they looked at Lu Nanze.