Di Baijun thought about it seriously. What he said did make quite a bit of sense.
However, she naturally wouldn't be able to let go of it just like that.
She could only lower her head slightly, with some residual anger still on her countenance.
She simply couldn't get rid of that sense of frustration in her.
Wang Hu could see everything clearly. He loosened his hold on her, picked up her tightly clenched fist, and hit his chest with it.
With neither too much nor too little force, he hit his chest with his fist again and again.
At the same time, he said, "Cough, cough. Since both of us are in the wrong, we should be punished for our wrongdoings. You can hit me, Baijun. We'll take it as my punishment from you."
Di Baijun looked up and glared at him fiercely. She went along with his actions and hit him a few times. Then, she couldn't help but start to become more forceful as she hit his broad chest.