He was clearly plotting something, yet he put on a miserable look as though he intended to bear it all alone.
At the sight, Fang Han's macho protective instincts instantly flared.
Gripping Zhuang Luo's arm, he shouted, "What happened?! Is someone bullying you?!"
At those words, a question mark slowly popped up over Li Weizhou's forehead. "?"
He's mine. Why are you so concerned?
Li Weizhou found it a little strange, but before he could think further, Zhuang Luo's red, swollen face distracted him.
He leaned closer for a careful look and discovered that the swelling wasn't from any natural cause. Someone had done this.
Someone very violent.
His sharp brows knitted, and his gaze darkened.
"Who hit you? Tell me!"
Zhuang Luo kept shaking his head, insisting it was nothing.
The viewers were frantic:
[Fuck, just tell us already.]
[Exactly! You've been beaten this badly and you're still covering for the abuser? Tell us!]
[Unbelievable. I almost fucking thought this was a Korean variety show.]
[Zhuang Luo's character might be mediocre, maybe even pretty lousy, but whatever the case, you can't beat him like this. This is going too far.]
[Was it that bunch of haters from last time?!]
[Probably not. If it were, Zhuang Luo wouldn't be the only one who got beaten.]
[Whoever did it, can the Production Team get a doctor first? If they don't hurry, it'll heal before they get here.]
[?]
[Typo. If they don't hurry, it'll get worse.]
[Sigh. Poor thing.]
Though the situation was still unclear, Zhuang Luo had at least found a silver lining, receiving a wave of sympathy ahead of time.
Meanwhile, Xu Su narrowed his eyes, a bad feeling coming over him.
He tilted his head slightly and leaned toward Huo Yuchen's ear.
"Why do I feel like I'm