The affectionate young master

The purple-clothed woman in front of him clearly still had deep feelings for that scumbag and didn't intend to give up. Ling Chuxi sighed softly in her heart. This kind of scumbag actually made these women rush forward like moths to a flame. Who was to blame? Blame the girl's naivety, blame the scumbag's methods? He could only say that one was willing to hit and the other was willing to suffer. She could only hope that the people she cared about would not fall in love with such a scumbag and lose themselves in the world of love.

"Grandmaster Huang, are you alright?" Teng Yun and the others surrounded him and asked worriedly.

Although the man had stopped in time, Teng Yun was still worried.

"I'm fine. By the way, big brother Teng, do you know that person's background?" Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that her palms were covered in cold sweat.