Anyone Who Hurts My Sister Will Not End Well

As he spoke, Song Wenchuan's gaze swept past Dai Shiqing and he gave her a friendly smile.

Dai Shiqing's back stiffened as she pursed her lips and returned a smile.

The man looked gentlemanly and elegant. When he smiled, his entire face was clear and handsome.

However, Dai Shiqing only felt as if she was being targeted by a poisonous snake. If she was not careful, she would be bitten by this poisonous snake that was waiting for an opportunity.

Her heart was racing inside her chest, and her face was pale.

"Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom."

Watching her leave, Song Wenchuan forced a smile. "I'm going to have a cigarette. Mr. Huo, would you like to join me?"

"Sorry, I don't smoke."

"Oh... Okay then." Song Wenchuan shrugged and looked at Huo Zexi. He raised an eyebrow. "Kid, do me a favor?"

He pointed at the wheelchair under him and said.

"Oh! Okay, okay!"