Seeing that even the bangs on Su Qiao's forehead were damp with sweat, Qi Muhan felt a pang of heartache.
He bent down and gently rubbed the top of her head, his voice unusually gentle. "I'll be right back. With me here, nothing will happen."
"Mm." Su Qiao nodded obediently.
Qi Muhan felt even worse.
Was it really true that kind people were bullied?
The Cheng Family had gone too far. Cheng Haoming wasn't a man at all!
After comforting Su Qiao, Qi Muhan clenched his fists, pressed his thin lips tightly together, and strode out of the bedroom.
When he reached the corridor outside, he glanced at Cheng Haoming, who was waiting there, then walked toward the stairs without a word.
Cheng Haoming knew that Qi Muhan was worried about disturbing Xiao Qiao's rest, so he hurried after him.
He had thought Qi Muhan would stop when they reached the living room downstairs, but unexpectedly, Qi Muhan walked straight out of the hall and into the courtyard.
Cheng Haoming froze for a moment, then quickly chased after him. "Mu Han, how is Xiao Qiao? Is something wrong?"
If nothing was wrong, Qi Muhan wouldn't have been so cautious.
Under the moonlight, Qi Muhan turned around, his handsome face filled with menace.
He removed the silver-framed glasses from the bridge of his nose and placed them on the car hood. Then, he slowly unfastened his shirt cuffs.
Cheng Haoming was confused by his actions and was about to ask again when a fierce punch came at him.
Caught completely off guard, Cheng Haoming was knocked to the ground by Qi Muhan.
Furious, he scrambled up from the ground and wiped the blood beneath his nostril. "What are you doing?"
Qi Muhan curled his lips coldly. "You have the nerve to