When the wine glass hit his forehead, it naturally shattered and the glass residue fell to the floor.

However, Zhao Dehua was not much better. He had a cut on his forehead, and bright red blood spurted out as if for free.

Zhao Dehua was stunned by the wine glass. When he came to his senses, he immediately covered his forehead and cursed miserably around him: "Made, who! Who is it! Who dares to smash their labor?"

As soon as this happened, the eyes of several nearby booths were already attracted to Zhao Dehua.

However, when they saw Zhao Dehua's blood-stained face, the people around him not only showed no sympathy, but were quite excited.

Fighting, isn't this their favorite show to watch while drunk...

Over there, Zhao Dehua had temporarily forgotten about the trouble with Xiao Lina. He looked around with a ferocious expression, trying to find the person who threw his wine glass first.

Zhao Dehua cursed angrily: "Mu De, which grandson threw the cup? Do you have the courage to stand up and admit it..."

"I threw it, what do you want, grandson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Fan's figure walked over from a short distance away, and the crowd of onlookers also made way for He Fan to walk in.

Seeing He Fan approaching, Xiao Lina couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and the raging tears couldn't be stopped anymore, and they burst out directly.

When they heard Xiao Lina's cries, the two store managers Xiao Lina brought over reacted belatedly.

After all, what happened just now was too sudden. Not only did the two of them fail to react, but they were also stunned.

The two people who reacted, although their faces were a little scared, still went to protect Xiao Lina behind them.

When Zhao Dehua saw someone standing up and admitting, he immediately looked over fiercely.

However, when he saw He Fan's extraordinary temperament and his extraordinary clothes, Zhao Dehua's expression suddenly became uncertain.

Zhao Dehua has been working in shopping malls for many years and has met countless people.

How could he not be able to tell the difference between a loser and a rich second generation?

When he first saw He Fan, he felt that He Fan was not simple. His aura was like that of some unattainable big shot.

Zhao Dehua was lucky enough to meet such big guys several times, and felt that He Fan's temperament was very similar to those big guys.

Not being able to figure out He Fan's details, Zhao Dehua didn't dare to scold his mother casually for a while.

However, he was the injured party after all. Zhao Dehua still confidently said to He Fan: "Little brother, was it you who hit me just now?"

Hearing the sound, He Fan looked at Zhao Dehua, whose face was covered with blood.

"I was the one who smashed it. What do you want to do?" He Fan looked at the other party with a gloomy face.

Just hitting the opponent once is still light...

Although he and Xiao Lina have not been in contact for a long time, they still had a lot of affection back then. How could He Fan tolerate her being bullied and remain indifferent.

Zhao Dehua saw that He Fan was not conceited at all, but instead questioned him aggressively, which immediately made him even less confident.

But after all, he is a veteran who has been in society for many years. Zhao Dehua still suppressed the anger in his heart and said to He Fan with a gloomy face: "Little brother, I didn't offend you, but you just hit me with a wine glass indiscriminately.

, this is a bit too much!"

"hehe!"

He Fan sneered twice and said with a gloomy face: "You are a grown man hitting a woman. I can't stand it."

Hearing what He Fan said, Zhao Dehua's expression suddenly changed.

A hero saves a beauty?

Zhao Dehua couldn't believe that such a plot could still happen these days, and it happened to him. This was so ridiculous.

But at this moment, Zhao Dehua suddenly noticed a detail, that is, he noticed something was wrong with the way Xiao Lina on the side looked at He Fan.

The way Xiao Lina looked at He Fan at this moment contained such emotion that Zhao Dehua, a veteran in love, could not understand what it was, and his heart immediately sank.

It seems that the two of them know each other and have a close relationship.

At least Zhao Dehua could see that Xiao Lina had an admiration for the young man in front of her.

Realizing this, Zhao Dehua immediately pointed at the two of them with an expression on his face: "You two know each other?"

He Fan neither denied nor admitted, but walked silently to Xiao Lina and looked at her red and swollen cheeks.

As soon as he saw the slap mark on Xiao Lina's face, He Fan couldn't help but feel angry.

Mud, you dare to hit a working woman, and you do it so cruelly.
Chapter completed!