You're so proud, why would you give up your dignity for a woman?
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"Snap", the glass in his hand slipped and fell to the ground; Bo Yuxun suddenly came back to his senses and squatted down to pick it up.
His fingers trembled uncontrollably.
Jiang Chunlan squinted his eyes and a sneer formed at the corner of his mouth.
He waved his hand, and the waiter hurriedly crouched down: "Sir, let me take care of this. Don't cut your fingers."
Bo Yuxun squatted there, for a long time without coming back to his senses.
It was quiet all around, and he heard his own heart beating wildly.
Illusions appeared in his brain, some fuzzy images flashed by, his breath suddenly quickened, he couldn't help but grab the shattered glass on the ground, but he didn't notice, blood flowed from his fingers and dripped onto the carpet, disappearing.
The waiter exclaimed, "Sir, your hand is bleeding?"
Bo Yuxun seemed not to hear, just squatting there dazedly.