Can't Take My Eyes Off You

Chen Xuyao had never once laid his hands on a woman, but Zhang Xiqing was an exception. However, it was different when it came to Lu Xingzhi.

There were only two kinds of people in Lu Xingzhi's world, the ones on his side and the others. His mercy was only for the people on his side. Outsiders were all the same, be it men or women.

Lu Xingzhi was a soldier, he had killed countless women in various situations. If he showed mercy to every woman in his missions, he would have died a long time ago.

Besides his mercy towards his own people, Lu Xingzhi would never lay his hands on the innocent outsiders. Right now, these two brats who harrassed Jiang Yao were everything but innocent.

Jiang Yao was someone he adored and cherished from the bottom of his heart. How dare these two b*stards insult her and even think about sexually harassing her!

Lu Xingzhi raised his leg and aimed it directly at Zhang Xiqing's leg. Zhang Xiqing kneeled on the ground, her face twisted in a painful grimace. Then, he kicked Zhang Xinan in his chest and sent him flying onto the floor. He walked to glared at the man who was lying on the floor coughing in pain, stepped on his chest, and asked coldly, "Do you know how to spell 'living hell'?"

Zhang Xiqing screamed and cried in fear, losing the strength to stand up. She didn't even have to courage to struggle as she locked her terrified gaze at the man who was standing tall and scary like a devil, frightened that he would kick her again if she moved.

She couldn't find any empathy or skepticism on the man's face. He was so frigid and stern as if he was a man without other expressions except for a stone-cold look. She didn't even dare to look at him a second time.

Lu Xingzhi dragged his foot from Zhang Xinan's chest to his right hand. Then, he stepped down hard. The sound of a cracked bone could be heard and Zhang Xinan's agonizing scream echoed across the room.

"You want to use this hand to touch my woman, don't you?" Lu Xingzhi grinned at the palm under his feet. He turned his ankle and pinned the palm down. "Who is Zhang Xiyuan?"

"My cousin! He is My cousin!" Zhang Xinan shouted. "Sorry, sorry! It's all my fault! I won't do it again, I promise, please let me go! Miss Jiang Yao, I beg you, please, let me go!"

"Zhang Xiyuan, DUI, hit-and-run, attempted murder, even made a false allegation that the innocent victim staged the accident for money! The Zhang family, you guys are really something, I'm impressed!"

Lu Xingzhi had suspected that they were related to Zhang Xiyuan the minute he entered the room since they couldn't stop mentioning their family. He could see the facial resemblance despite the age gap. Sure enough, the apple didn't fall far from the tree.

"We have nothing to do with that! My uncle bribed someone to settle the problem!" Zhang Xinan uttered, drawing a line desperately. "Not only did my uncle bribe the witnesses with a lot of money, but he also threatened them and that's why they changed their testimonies!"

Zhang Xinan spilled all the beans frantically. The Zhang family was no match for someone who was so bold in the police station without repression. He wanted to stay alive—he didn't want to die, not right here, not right now.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door. Zhang Xiqing's parents and their lawyers were stopped from entering the room by the officers. Mrs. Zhang was so agitated that she kept shouting, cursing, and punching the people who were on their way. "I heard Xiqing's cry! Let us in! You watchdogs, do you know who we are? How dare you! You all are so fired! Let us in!"