"Bitch! Scum! Go to the hell!" Bao Na grabbed a glass and slammed it on Chen Wenxuan's head.

The glass was broken with a loud pop, and Chen Wenxuan's head started bleeding. He loosened his grip and the flowers and fruit basket in his hand fell to the ground. The fruit rolled over the ground then.

Raising his arm, Chen Wenxuan covered the wound with his hand, and looked at Bao Na in amazement, "You! You!" He kept speechless for a long time.

Bao Na did ...