Ye Manman was settled at home to enjoy the newly bought snacks, while He Chen went out after braising the duck, returning home very late.
"Did you go hit someone?"
"Yeah, he doesn't know it was me."
Before coming home, He Chen took a walk outside to tidy up his clothes and wash his hands clean. Facing Ye Manman, he didn't have a bit of the intimidating aura he had while hitting someone; his whole demeanor turned soft.
At this moment, Ye Manman wasn't afraid of that punk coming to bother her again; she was more worried about whether that skinny guy could endure He Chen's hits.
If something serious happened, it would be too much of a loss.
Perhaps seeing her concern, He Chen proactively said.
"Don't worry, I avoided critical spots, nothing will go wrong."
He didn't want Ye Manman to think he was just a brute who only used violence.
"That's good, he won't come back, right?"
