Let's Talk About Love (7)

The sudden pain made Lu Yan stop in his tracks. He touched the back of his head, and there was blood on his hand.

She had hit him so hard she had made him bleed.

Even without turning around, he knew that it was An'an.

He had not seen her for a long time, and she had become so brazen to hit him. It was obvious she had used all her strength to hit him, to the point he would bleed.

She was really itching for a beating. He wished he could pull her over and punish her.

But these were just thoughts. Lu Yan did not turn around and continued to walk away.

…

He left.

As she watched the man's retreating back, An'an stepped forward and picked up her handbag.

The corner of the handbag was tainted with blood. His blood.

She lowered her luscious, long lashes and touched his blood. It was still warm.

This scumbag!