Delivery

When the elevator doors closed, Su Yurou's gentle smile suddenly flashed across Tian Guangrong's mind. He felt his head buzzing as he lay on the ground. There was no strength in his body, only weak breathing.

What should he do? What else could he do?

Why? Why didn't that benefactor teach him a lesson just now?

He didn't know why such a weird thought would appear in Tian Guangrong's mind. However, as this weird thought appeared, Tian Guangrong felt that even if Xu Wenping stabbed him twice in anger, he could still get up after healing him.

He didn't care… He didn't care.

Du Juan, Nami, and the others followed behind Xu Wenping. Xu Wenping had a warm smile on his face as he went upstairs and lay down on the sofa. He looked at Su Yurou and smiled, "That kind of person seems to be too trashy. Why don't I enforce justice on behalf of the heavens?"

Su Yurou's eyes flashed with sharpness as she stroked her chin and said, "I'll listen to you."