Chi Yue ran out in a flurry and saw Lu Nanxi sitting on Fu Rongyin, who was seated in his wheelchair, his face dark with anger.
Lu Nanxi gazed at him obsessively, "Ah Yin, is it okay if I take you away? I can find the best doctors in the world to treat you; you'll be able to stand up again soon."
Fu Rongyin's hand gripping the wheelchair unconsciously tightened, veins standing out on his arm, "Get lost!"
Instead of leaving, Lu Nanxi laughed, "Do you think there is still anyone who can save you? You can't even save yourself, the great Fifth Young Master Fu trapped in a wheelchair as helpless as a piece of garbage. Tell me, isn't that a pathetic sight?"
"Slap!"
The loud sound of a slap echoed throughout the hall, and Lu Nanxi looked at her in disbelief, "You…"
Chi Yue pulled Fu Mianmian behind her and took advantage of Lu Nanxi's distraction to push her forcefully, sending Lu Nanxi to the ground.
