Song Jingtian jerked his chin up and looked at her with his nostrils, not yet fully forgiving her "betrayal."
The security guards failed to catch the ruffians and quickly returned.
Tang Li thanked them, and after the security guards left, Song Jingtian gave her a glance. His little face bore an awkward yet haughty expression: "Why didn't you ask where I got hurt?"
"It's all on your face." Her overly casual tone shattered the little guy's heart. While rolling up his sleeve, he complained, "It's not just the face, here, here! Look for yourself, bruises everywhere, they also kicked me several times!"
He rolled up his pant leg to show Tang Li the bruises on his calf.
Tang Li asked, "What did you do to make them beat you like this?"
"Do bad guys need a reason to do bad things?"
The little guy was somewhat smug.
