"I'm afraid that one day you will get hurt," Zhou Rui said with heartache.
"It's inevitable to get hurt when you're out in this world," Lin Chuan replied with a smile. "If I get hurt one day, don't be sad, and don't cry. Okay?"
"My heart isn't made of stone," Zhou Rui bit her red lips.
Lin Chuan looked at Zhou Rui with a flood of tenderness in his heart and embraced her tightly in his arms.
Just as the two of them were affectionately entwined, suddenly there came a loud, noisy commotion from outside, accompanied by a clatter of bangs and crashes.
Lin Chuan quickly let go of Zhou Rui and they both ran out.
On the open ground of the factory, dozens of people were involved in a brawl.
Upon seeing this, Lin Chuan realized he did not recognize any of the faces confronting his men.
"Stop!" Lin Chuan shouted loudly at this moment.
When they heard Lin Chuan's shout, everyone stopped, even those unfamiliar faces.
