บท 256: Fu Pei and Cen Tired (4)

Fu Pei was about to look up when the man punched him in the face.

Bang!

Fu Pei, who was caught off guard, was knocked down by the punch. He supported himself on the ground with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and groaned in pain.

He raised his head slightly and saw a tall figure squat down. He grabbed his collar with one hand and saw the other party's overly seductive face.

"You're Fu Pei?"

Cen Juan narrowed his fox-like eyes, and his expression was exceptionally cold. His hand that was grabbing Fu Pei's collar had green veins popping out, and his posture was sloppy with a hint of ruthlessness.

Half of Fu Pei's face was numb, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood. He lifted his eyelids and stared at Cen Juan expressionlessly. He turned his neck forcefully.

"Who are you?"

Fu Ting, who was watching from the side, snapped out of her daze. She immediately shouted at Cen Juan nervously," Cen Juan, what are you doing? Why did you hit my dad?"