章 156: ATM

"Okay," Fang Yuan served herself a bowl of cubilose soup and savored it slowly. In contrast, Cheng Yuqi appeared restless and soon made an excuse to slip away.

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Lu Chen had just arrived home to find his parents waiting for him on the living room sofa, their expressions dark.

Mr. Lu was about to erupt with anger, but when he saw the state of his son—bruised, dirtied clothes, and wounds on his arms—he couldn't help but ask, "Son, what happened? Who could have beaten you like this?"

Lu Chen, typically meticulous about his appearance, had messy hair, stained attire, and injuries on his arms.

"I'm fine," Lu Chen replied, eager to retreat to his room for a shower and to regain a more presentable appearance.