Liu Anping, the man who should have died long ago, had appeared!
Hua Yingrou felt as though she were dreaming.
How could this be? She had been married to Xie Cheng for sixteen years. How could Liu Anping still turn up?
Hua Jian lowered his eyes to her trembling form and bent down to help her up.
But the moment Hua Yingrou saw him, she reacted as though he were her sworn enemy. A vicious light flared in her eyes, and she immediately swung a hand at his face. "You little bastard! You want to laugh at me again!"
Hua Jian's eyes widened. Just then, a powerful force abruptly pulled him away.
"Are you all right?"
Bo Lin had noticed Hua Yingrou's movement and swiftly pulled Hua Jian out of reach.
Hua Jian shook his head reassuringly at him.
Everything happened in an instant. The man who had spoken had already rushed over. Being a little taller than the others, Hua Jian saw his face at once.
He had dark circles beneath his eyes and a flabby body with a sizable paunch. He stood around 1.73 meters tall.
Only after studying him carefully could Hua Jian make out traces of "Liu Anping" in his face.
Hua Yingrou remained at his feet, looking utterly terrified.
Hua Jian's eyes flickered, and he said something to the two highly alert bodyguards beside him.
The Burly Bodyguard immediately pushed past the guests and headed toward Liu Anping.
Liu Anping's eyes, worn out by excessive indulgence, widened in alarm. He cried out, "I'm your real... mmmph!"
The bodyguard swiftly clamped a hand over his mouth.
The burly man, who stood 1.9 meters tall and weighed ninety kilograms, broke into a cold sweat down his back.
Had he been a second slower, Liu Anping would have