Various Public Displays of Affection (Part Seventeen)

Suddenly, a tall figure rushed over and snatched the vase out of her hands.

The next moment, the vase smashed on Zhang Tianyu's head, just as Zhou Shuang had wanted.

His head started bleeding immediately.

"Gosh, Lu Yinan." Zhou Shuang covered her mouth in shock. After smashing the vase on Zhang Tianyu's head, Lu Yinan grabbed onto his collar and rained fists on him.

It was too violent.

Was he trying to kill him?

Zhou Shuang became worried. She rushed over and held him back. "Lu Yinan, that's enough. Stop it."

Lu Yinan turned his head and frowned at her. "You're feeling sorry for this b*stard?"

"I'm worried about you." The words rolled off her tongue.

She realized that she had spoken too rashly, and she bowed her head in embarrassment.

But Lu Yinan continued punching the man.

After a while, a crowd formed around them, and the employees rushed over to intervene.