Chu Ran was sitting on the sofa, talking on the phone with a phone in his hand. Fu Ziheng sneered, "If you don't want this matter to be a big deal, don't call your people to come over."

When Chu Ran heard the voice, he turned around and saw Fu Ziheng standing by the door, with his hands crossed and his eyes falling on his mobile phone.

Chu Ran looked at him for a few seconds, and finally spoke, but it was to the phone: "A Cheng, don't come over here, just do this for now, I will contact you later."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Fu Ziheng stepped forward and took a look at the messy ground, then at his bandaged forehead, half-smiling: "It seems the battle is very fierce."

"What are you doing here?" Chu Ran stood up from the sofa, his face expressionless.

"Your mother called me and asked me to come over. If I didn't come, wouldn't it be a disgrace to her face?"

"I don't know when you became so obedient."

Fu Ziheng's face turned cold, "I don't want you to get more injuries on your face, so just watch your mouth."

Chu Ran was blocked by him.
Chapter completed!